The Mimosa Tree

by Marcie Elliott-Smith

When I was a little girl, there was a lovely mimosa tree towards the front of our property.

About half-way up the tree, there was a fork in a large branch which was the perfect place to sit and read.

It was my sanctuary for reflection and solitude.


Thursday, August 21, 2014

I don't blog often. But when I do...

...it is an intentional step into the light.

The light of being known.

I met with a lady yesterday who has been ministering to hurting people for a long, long time. She said, "The fear of being known is a big, big deal with so many people."

In one sense, people have never been so 'known'.

I think what most people are truly afraid of is being judged. Judgment has condemnation and we all know what an awful feeling THAT is! Safer to just not be 'known'.

Many people have hundreds of facebook friends.

MySpace started the revolution of "I". 

TONS of people are on YouTube.

Twitter is a running narrative of our culture's thoughts, reactions and opinions.



It is a cultural outcry of "SEE ME!!" 

                                   I am not invisible.
                                                         I have a voice.


Fascinating, isn't it?  


Yet loneliness is epidemic. Sure, we all would say that social media is not intimate friendship---but just recreation.

Right?

((Right??))


It is no secret to those who know me that I love facebook. For me, it is an efficient way to have at-a-glance updates on a lot of people I wouldn't otherwise see very often---much less be able to talk to every day!

But it is no substitute for getting together with your closest friends and talking about life. Laughing. Discussing important things. And being deeply known.

We are called to deeper relationships. We are made in the image of our Father--and He is interested in being fully known, filling our deepest needs, and seeing us connected together in unity.

That takes time and effort.



And stepping out into LIFE.

Make the time. Don't be too busy. Push past the shyness. The fear. The voice of past disappointments with friends.

Get to know someone and let them know you.

Learn to trust again.

We need each other.










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