I listened to the lyrics of a old favorite song. I read the lyrics and soaked in them a bit longer. Several especially stood out to me, challenged and comforted me.
Natalie Grant’s In Better Hands begins,
It’s hard to stand on shifting sand
It’s hard to shine in the shadows of the night
You can’t be free if you don’t reach for help
I wonder how often we keep ourselves in confinement because we’re not willing to say, “Help.” We don’t reach out. We don’t want to admit we need help, or we don’t reach for the right kind of help. We rationalize we’re right and convince ourselves our “right” perspective provides the freedom we want and deserve.
When we do life with others—the right others—we grow. We are challenged and nourished. We are corrected and held accountable. We are loved, and we love.
It’s not easy. It’s like standing on the sand as the tide powers around your ankles. It’s like trying to see and be seen in the shadows of night.
We want to make freedom something so much easier, something we can choose and control. We want it to equal our comfort and be exactly what we want it to be in order to serve us. But that’s not freedom.
Freedom takes faith and trust. It’s not self-centered—at all.
It’s beyond each of us yet within our reach.
Today might be the day to reach.