Some weeks, I just have to stand back and be amazed at how people rich I am. God has placed such incredible people all around me, and I am very aware today of just how much I need them.
On Monday, I had lunch with Dana, Dia, and Suzanne, three women I have been doing life with for over a decade now. They're the kind of women who crawl right up into my messes (the literal ones as well as the figurative ones) and speak grace and faith-filled words that I just soak up like a sponge.
On Tuesday, I asked Angela, Dodie, and Davita to critique and edit a writing project I've been working on for months now. They accepted that task like a gift rather than a chore, took it seriously, and offered insights that are making it (and me) better.
On Wednesday, I sent an email to a group of people from all over the country who've been praying with me about a God-sized dream for the past two years. I had to tell them that I am at a loss, that it's not happening in the way or the timing I pictured, and I honestly don't know when or if it will happen at all. And, reply after reply returned with words of hope and love and support, pouring grace like a salve into the tender places of my soul.
On Thursday, I began to panic because the moving company I've hired to move me in 3 days - a holiday, in the rain - has been unreachable and won't confirm the move. I put out a request for helpers, and enough people stepped up that I'm actually wishing I'd just called my friends first.
And now, it's Friday. And I'm sitting here reflecting on all of these things and a million other mental snap shots from the week (like long overdue hugs, funny texts from people who know me well, lunch with a friend I hadn't seen in 14 years, the camaraderie around our pastoral meeting table ...), and I'm looking forward to celebrating Erin's birthday this evening surrounded by our people and realizing that my "tank" is very, very full today.
I am people rich.
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