Driving home today from FLA, I spent the majority of the time listening to U2, Reliant K, Switchfoot, and Seabird. The rest of the time I spent trying to speak and listen to a number of my clients. One struck me down the middle.
Here is the melody line to the conversation. Here it is. Do NOT miss this. This is freakin’ HUGE. It just is.
We all struggle with relationships.
We all have moments, some have much more, when we feel like we are desperately ALONE. We all want to feel loved and embraced by those that we have chosen to love. We all struggle to give when there is not much coming back. We all are overly tuned to our hurt and under tuned to another’s heart. We just are. By we, I most certainly am speaking primarily to ME.
Today, I listened to one of my best friends describe his very personal struggle and it reminded me of mine. None of us gets out of here alive and every one of us punches the ticket by our lonesome. This stark reality hurts to admit and even more to imagine. It is, however, the face of each of our realities. It just is.
Tomorrow morning, or whenever you happen upon this rant, keep in mind that no matter your material success, no matter your massive wealth, no matter your position of prominence, and no matter your long list of accomplishments, in the end you will simply want a “hand to hold onto.” Oddly, the recipe is simple and really hard.
Reach your hand out. Extend your fingers into the harsh winters wind. Embrace the cold shoulder and the lack of responsiveness.
Yes, we all need a hand to hold onto. That is obvious. The question, however, that is more troubling and confounding too is…
Are you willing to put your hand out and just leave it there hanging? Are you willing to stretch? Are you wiling to give, give, give until there’s nothing left? Are you willing to…
REACH.
Being alone is the result of keeping your hand in your pocket, your heart behind a fortress, your pride in the forefront, and your love in the casket of your selfishness.
REACH…
It will hurt.
REACH anyway.
