We share coffee and she shares some words and I am lost in the madness of it all. It’s like a stream of rushing water sprinkled with laughter and nervous movement, the way she’s talking at me from across the table and so I rest my chin in my hands and just nod at the appropriate times.
Except that there don’t seem to be any appropriate times to nod. I really want to shake my head, but I have no nerve, no ounce of bravery.
I listen scared. And sorta angry. But mostly sad.
This place across the table, the 2 feet of space between one face and another, this place is supposed to be the safe zone. The place where the 2 speak into one another and become more like Jesus because Christ sits in the middle knitting them up together.
But this, this felt like I just didn’t belong…
That I was unwanted or unimportant or not worthy of being included in the moment we were sharing across the table.
I felt unloved.
I wrap my hands around my coffee mug this morning and it’s hot coffee, not my usual summer iced coffee.
I watch my street come to life.
I turn the word over and over around in my head and I know that to belong to Christ is to invite others to the table.
To invite them in, to lean into their space, to spend more time listening than talking, to make space for their hopes and dreams and heartaches,
To deny self for the good of another,
To wrap another in grace and love and your arms, if necessary.
And to speak belonging, loud and clear, that they too, may invite one more to the table.
Because to belong to Christ, is to always invite one more.
Hello y’all! It’s been a few weeks since I last linked up with Lisa-Jo for her Five Minute Friday and if I’m honest, I’ve sorta missed the fun of this link up! So, I’m back at it, at least for today, and writing on the prompt, Belong, for just 5 minutes flat. No editing or proofing or stressing about word choices or correct grammar. Grace, please, if this all comes out like a hot mess on your screen.
If you also write, I encourage you to click over and join the party. It’s fun, painless, and full of lovely ladies who love to encourage all us newbies. So do it. Everyone has 5 minutes to write, right? (And my favorite lady, Ann, is hosting the party this morning!)