It’s funny: I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found that life handed you these rusty bent old tools – friendships, prayer, conscience, honesty – and said ‘do the best you can with these, they will have to do’. And mostly, against all odds, they do.
I love the above quote. Against all odds, we make our way in life, and it’s good. So good.
Friendships. Prayer. Conscience. Honesty. These are our tools.
I am not always the greatest friend….and occasionally my friends aren’t perfect either. My best friendships aren’t shiny and pristine and without flaw. Our conversations don’t always read like a movie script; sometimes there are not tidy resolutions. But I count my friends among the biggest blessings God has given me. I learn so much about the character of God by watching my friends nurture and love and forgive and celebrate. It’s amazing.
My prayers don’t always get answered. Sometimes God seems inattentive. Prayers that I’ve prayed for years start to sound old, and yes, they seem rusty. But then, suddenly, God moves. He acts on my behalf. I keep hammering away with that seemingly rusty tool, and God begins to build something.
Conscience and Honesty: Mamas are so grateful when we begin to see these things in our babies. An apology rendered earnestly. A confession given freely. A tear shed over an injustice. Conscience and Honesty are, to me, proof of our soul. Telling the truth and acting on conscience isn’t always an act of self-preservation, especially when you’re 8 or 10 or 11. It’s hard. But good.