Together

I thought that being an adult meant that I would have it together. Other adults seemed to have it together. Women knew how to do their make up, wear clothes that made themselves look nice, have interesting things to talk about. Perhaps I'm just now understanding that the ability to make ourselves look as though we have it together does not mean that we do in actuality have it all together. Oh, and very often it seems that those who are so desperately trying to look as though they have it together are the ones whose worlds are swirling completely awry.

None of us have it together. It will never be together. We will never be completely autonomous beings without need of anyone or anything else. We need so much. I'm becoming more and more aware of how much I need friends, fellow believers, to invade my life, encouraging me, holding me accountable, living out faith with me.