It happened again.  That moment you start thinking about someone and you realize that you haven’t seen anything from them in awhile.  You go to look at their profile and you see it.  “Add friend”.  Um… I’m pretty sure we were friends.  However, I know that occasionally facebook likes to stir up drama, so before assuming anything I check mutual friends.  Yep, they are no longer friends with the “hubs” either.  Unfriended.  I mention it to my laid-back husband and his response is “weird.”  I ask “should I send them another request and message them to see what I could have done to upset them??”  His response… “Heather, just let it go.”  Then he rolls over and goes to sleep and I roll over and stress, toil, over-analyze and worry about what on earth I did wrong to offend this person.

Why do we even care?  Something so silly and yet it will eat at me for a long time.  It’s not even about being “unfriended” on social media. There could be a million reasons for it to happen. That friend that suddenly is always too busy…   The texts that stop being replied to…  We’ve all been there.  In fact, we have all probably been on the other side as well.  When I was lying in bed, I asked God “why, why do these things bother me so much?” I mean if someone doesn’t want to be in my world, shouldn’t I just wish them well and move on?  Honestly, yes, I should.  It’s just not that easy.  I think the root of it is that word that I both love and hate.  Vulnerability.  It’s allowing people access to you and then they can accept or reject you.  It’s scary to put the real, authentic ‘you’ out there in the world.  Flaws and all.  I think what it boils down to is that these things just make you feel like you are not “enough” for that person.  That the real ‘you’ is lacking in some way, shape or form.

If you are feeling this right now, I’m saying this as much to you as I am to myself… STOP IT!  That is a lie. It’s a lie.  You, you are enough. You are.  You are real. You have flaws. Not everyone is going to “get” you.  You WILL be misunderstood. Yes, you might have some issues to work out… you’re real… but you are enough.  Here is what I know… Not everyone is going to think I’m awesome.  They just aren’t.  Maybe if I tell myself this enough times, it won’t drive me crazy the next time this happens.  Regardless, I read in the Word how I was knit together in my mothers womb.  How he formed so carefully every. single. part of me.  I read how He keeps track of every tear that I cry.  I read how He planned out each day of my life.  I read that while I was still a sinner, He died for me.  Grace.  I don’t have to be all of the things for all of the people.  Neither do you.  We can’t.  We can be real, we can be authentic and vulnerable, we can work every day to be the version of us that He created us to be.  In the end, you can know that you are enough for Him.  Just as you are.  While the world might reject you, He never will.