Spoiler: Today we kick off a month of celebrating our friends. Take a photo of you and your everyday, through thick and thin, have seen you without makeup and in the midst of laundry day-friends and share it on Twitter/Instagram/Facebook and tag it with #FriendshipTag. We want to meet your people. Your amazing, regular, incredible friends!
Girlfriends. The best kind of free therapy.
And house sitting.
And coffee dates.
And ugly cry company.
And trusted opinions on leggings.
Tomorrow morning I’m headed to the Allume Blogging Conference just like many of you (please come say hello!) (and yes, I’m taller in person than you expected, I hear that a lot).
But in order for me to make my flight on time and my husband to make his meetings with visiting faculty, our children will need supervision between 7 – 9 am before school and the babysitter start.
So at 7 am I’m driving my three children a couple streets over to one of my best friends’ houses. My friend who hates early mornings. My friend who has two kids of her own.
I’m driving my kids a couple streets over to Lisa’s house. Because when my days are long or my kids are sick or I can’t drop my son at baseball practice or I have to catch a flight, I have a Lisa in my life.
When it’s moving day or Wednesday or I just can’t take another day, day.
That’s when your friends show up.
Lisa shows up and every time I receive this as a gift and a reminder that this is what the sisterhood can do for one another. We keep showing up in the small things and when you add them up over a lifetime they are the big, world-changing things that can happen in one neighborhood between two streets.
Lisa who is my anchor in this Internet world and reminds me simply by saying yes, by helping out, by meeting kids at the bus stop that we belong to a God who moved into the neighborhood. And that we see Him the clearest through the tangible hands and feet and faces and play dates and late nights with the real life people He’s placed in our every days.
These are the friendships that will preach to our daughters.
This is the legacy we get to leave them every day in between the school lunches and sports practices. The women who model what it looks like to love other women well. Generously. With open hands and open doors and messy houses and lives and honest words and second, third, fourth chances.
We need each other. This is the gift. This is the going first. This is the spilling our hard stories so that you know you’re not alone. This is the testimony of the brave who chose friendship in spite of fear.
This is the loud voice of comparison squashed down, drowned out, overcome by a choice to love, to love, to love because Christ first loved us.
These people? These friendships? We think they’re worth celebrating. Stopping. Taking a moment. Taking a photo.
Won’t you stop this month and tag your friends – right there in the middle of your everyday, real life?
Take a photo of the two or three or twenty of you and post it to Instagram or Twitter or on Facebook – just tag it with the hashtag #FriendshipTag so we can celebrate with you.
Because it’s a free gift – this doing life together.
A miraculous, brave, incredible gift.
A friend loves at all times, and a [sister] is born for adversity.
Won’t you share a friend with us in the comments today? And give us a peek into your friendship via #FriendshipTag – we can’t wait!Leave a Comment