But it is important. All of it. If it is important to me, it should be important to my brothers and sisters in Christ. For no other reason than just that: it is important to me. This makes it worth voicing.
I am terrible at this. God puts it on my heart to ask for very simple things, like prayer requests for me and my friends, but a second later I have convinced myself not to ask. Because they are busy, or it isn't a good time to ask, or they don't care, or it really isn't that important. Oh, but it is.
The purpose is not so much that they do anything for me, but that I would go to my brothers and sisters in Christ when I need them. In anything and everything, and that I would be confident that if it is important to me, it is important to them too.
God challenged me in that this week. He's had me asking for things all week, some big things and some small things like prayer requests. The more I do it, the more I realize the freedom that comes from being completely honest and open with those around me. The more I see the reason why God tells us to invite others into our lives and share our burdens, even if they are seemingly very small things.
It isn't about their reaction. I don't really need anything from them at all. They could not acknowledge me at all (though not preferable) and it would be okay. I just need to know that someone else knows my burdens.
However, for the most part, the responses to those needs and requests have been above and beyond what I expected. Oh, how my brothers and sisters come through when I just give them the chance.
It's awesome. I think I'll continue.
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