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Day 6: You Are Invited // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

Oct
06

photo: Garon Piceli

Hi there! This is day 6 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.

So many of us walk around lonely.

Sometimes I catch myself scrolling through Facebook and feeling like everyone has more friends than I do, more fun than I do, and a better life than I do. There are a thousand cute family photos that produce a twinge in the part of my heart that aches to be a mama. I’m genuinely thrilled for the latest friend who just got engaged, but I also feel the familiar sting reminding me that that hasn’t happened for me yet. Sometimes it feels like I’m the only person I know whose life hasn’t started, who doesn’t have it all figured out.

Usually, all it takes is coffee with one of my girls to set me straight. We sit down, things get real, and we both breathe a sigh of relief as we realize the other one’s life isn’t perfect either. We’re not alone. The thing is, my married friends have problems, too. My friends with babies have to deal with their own stuff. And when I’m feeling uninvited and left out and excluded from everything and feeling like everyone has forgotten about me, I’m always shocked when I talk to a friend and find out she’s feeling that way, too. More of us are standing in that place than we think.

Today, God is whispering to my heart: “You are invited.”

I need this reminder because my brokenness likes to trick me into thinking I am not invited, I am not welcome, I do not belong. I need this reminder because I was an awkward, know-it-all, chubby little girl who found herself alone a lot. I need this reminder because one of my parents skipped out on me before I was born, and that comes with the sneaking feeling that I was not planned or wanted. Maybe I wasn’t wanted by my earthly father, but my Father in heaven planned for me. I long for the day when that truth will ring louder in my heart than the enemy’s lies, but until that time, I will keep leaning in and listening for the voice of God reminding me I am invited. I am His. I am His workmanship and He is delighted by me. I am supposed to be here. You are, too.

Whatever you’re dealing with, you have an identity in Christ. You are not here by accident. You did not sneak into the party. You are wanted here, even in your brokenness. You are invited.

-c

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10 Responses to Day 6: You Are Invited // 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness

  1. Amen, you have been a blessing so far and I can’t wait for your next series.

  2. Cattie, I can relate to the skipping out on you part. My father left my mom when I was 5 years old and I never saw him again. It took a whole lotta years before I realized the holes in my heart that I was filling were God-sized holes only He could fill.
    You are so wise to invite US to your coffee dates here on the blog.
    God bless you and your wise words.

  3. This spoke to the annoying and recurring angst (that I occasionally/often have to wrestle down into submission) inside me that has been rearing its ugly head for the last 24 hours. Stupid angst!!! But this: “You are invited.” Suddenly, I calm down a little. Thank you.

    • Haylie, thank you for telling me that. 💗 All I want is for these words and experiences to provide comfort and healing for you – it means so much to me that they have.

  4. Love your open heart. Thanks for showing, too, how connection with others is part of what helps heal our brokenness.

  5. You are so right, Cattie: no fiancee, bride, mother, or climber-of-the-corporate -ladder has a perfect life. And at one time or another, each of them is looking at the others and wishing for the “perks” of THEIR status. But! Your beautiful affirmations at the end of your post offer hope to all of us, no matter what stage of life we may be experiencing. Each of us is a one-of-a-kind masterpiece of God himself. We need–I need–to relish the colors he chooses to paint the days of my life, and appreciate the colors he chooses for others. Thank you, Cattie, for your loving reminders!

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