The media has carried with it a storm of opinions, sadness and terribly unkind words this week in our country of Australia. Many a friend is withdrawing from all kinds of social media this month because of the frenzied feasting that has occurred on humankind.
Our hearts were not designed to be overwhelmed by a tide of words that pull down and tear apart.
Our souls were not created with a tenacity to overcome the bitterness and severity of opinions that are so freely shared.
We need to be determined in the nurture of the gentle parts of our inner world. We need to be intentional in the ways that we recover from seasons of intense sadness and conversations that tear us apart.
Words have power.
The power of life and death.
One man can declare another’s life over with just the utterance of his decree.
As I have stepped back to gain perspective in the midst of this tide of emotion and have found myself retreating with friends who nurture, love and laugh well. When life attacks us and makes us feel weak, the greatest therapy I have found is surrounding myself with women who care.
Prayer, meditation, nature, time, all become a background of restoration to my weary soul, but a gaggle of girls loving one another in their darkest times is such great medicine for my soul.
I love to laugh.
I love to share food.
I love to talk about great and wonderful dreams and promises with women who will not criticize.
Last week four of us got together, pulled out some knitting, made cups of tea and laughed. We chatted, we fixed, we gave perspective but mostly we listened.
If you have a girlfriend who is in need of some healing time, when was the last time you laughed together?
Sometimes removing ourselves from the intensity of the season and finding a reason to relax is the best remedy for our weariness.
Are you personally reeling from a tirade of unkindness that has weakened your resolve?
Do you have a friend who is walking through a season of wounds from words?
Make her laugh…
It might just change everything.
Women were created to nurture, let’s pull away from the crowd that calls us to compare and compete.
Why don’t we together lean into a heavenly gentleness that calls us to be kind humans?