A FRIENDSHIP ABORNING

So I read this morning that we must be willing "to risk the attachments of love." My first thought: What does that even mean?

Then I heard my own voice from the past justifying my resistance to forming friendships...it's a hassle, takes too much time, requires a boatload of effort, etc. All of those negatives being nothing more nor less than food for my ego Lucy who can feed on those for days on end. "It's too much of a hassle" kept me self-bound for way too long. And, of course, these thoughts would come when I already had a friend or two...what did I need with three or more?

Wondrous thought...what if the "attachments of love" are exactly that?...the hassle, the time, the effort. The risk is in our acceptance of them as our own. For it is only by accepting our warts that they can be "repurposed" (I love that word!).

It is grace that transmutes the resistance so they  can be freely given up...no, not given but offered. Offered in the name of love, silently. And there it is...a friendship aborning.

Thank you.