Three hearts joined. It isn't always the most beautiful place for a heart-to-heart: the smell of stir-fry or hamburgers.... my shoes squeak on the wet tile of Alpha dining. A table meant for two now with a third. But the third is welcome.
Forks claw at salad and pasta. And hearts open. Honesty. Vulnerability. Real, deep struggles that touch us all. And beautiful surrender and glorying in our Lord through the frustration and difficulty. Eyes fill gently with tears, but they do not tumble down our cheeks. Sweet prayer. Understanding. Friendship. Unity.
And realizing that this unity would never have been possible if we hadn't first addressed our issue of comparing ourselves to each other. To think that this beautiful friendship could have been destroyed by selfish rivalry, jealousy, and trying to outdo each other. Sick. But God has redeemed our friendship, removed the issues of jealousy, and bonded us in love.
Just a few hours later, three hearts joined. Two journeying college roommates, one beautiful, wonderful boss/mentor/role model. We sit on her couch dangling our legs off like little children. We share in the beauty of the Lord, in the beauty of what He's doing. We laugh, we wrestle with the hard things. We grow. And we discover that we are more similar than we ever thought possible. Once she was so intimidating... I feared my boss. Now she is a friend. Someone to laugh with and joke around with. Someone who asks the hard questions. Someone who fills me with joy. Someone who continually helps me refocus.
Most people find "three" to be awkward. But today's threes make my heart swell.
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