A Good Thought

It is not only the freedom of the oppressed that is at stake…but also the liberation of the oppressor. —Allan Boesak, South African Minister

I started my day today in the best way possible: by having coffee with two incredible women.

I had a coffee. We talked about writing, the past, relationships, sexuality, boundaries, history, the now, grace, and redemption. We talked about how to answer this question through writing: how can an obviously broken person help to unbreak someone else? The more I think about it, the more I think that it takes brokenness to heal people. At the very least, I think the reason some unbroken people are so good at helping others to heal is because they remember what it feels like to be broken, even though they are no longer. They remember what it feels like to heal. I think this may be why you are such a good writing midwife: you haven’t forgotten what it felt like to be broken and then to be healed.

Then I had a caramel, white hot chocolate. We talked about writing, the past, relationships, sexuality, boundaries, history, the now, grace, and redemption. And we talked about how Jesus works in all of this. We talked about how to answer this question through living: how can we live each day in Christ? What does that look like when it happens? I think this why you are a woman I look toward for spiritual camaraderie: I can see Jesus in you.

When I got home, I had a beer and two pieces of banana bread with pumpkin butter, and I had a startlingly frank conversation with a friend. We tried to answer this question: can we write a series of letter back and forth to each other about friendship and spirituality? It may end up being awkward. She may be right. But I had to say it. I couldn’t keep it anymore. I had to let it go. I think this is why we are good for each other: we can be honest and still be friends.

I think the challenge is to be all of these at once: healed and mindful of brokenness, grace-filled and redemptive, honest and accepting. Is this what it means to love Jesus? Is this what it means to love each other?

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