In times like these, it's good to have faithful friends who can dispel the myth and speak the truth. Particularly when we're speaking those lies over ourselves. Sarah is one of those people. If I begin to plunge into my imaginary world, she pushes back with a sort of tender candor that never leaves me feeling judged, but always gives me pause to reconsider. She is practiced in the art of speaking the truth in love.
Today we met up for lunch at Crushed
Red, an urban chophouse in Clayton, for some much needed catch up
time. She and I can immediately enter into a deep conversation and
get lost for an hour before pulling ourselves back into reality. I
expect she brings this out in many people. I had never been to
Crushed Red before, so she decided to introduce me to the chopped
salad. Umm...amazing!! It might be my new fav! It's like Stone
Cold Creamery, but with salad! Some of you just cringed, but I dare
you to give it a try. Imagine savoring every ingredient in your
salad with each bite. It was like salad heaven.
I am a dreamer, but my dreams can take
dark turns. I am a believer, but I am also desperately naïve. I've
resigned myself to the fact that these will never change. In fact, I
sort of think they're part of what's wonderful about me. But they
also make me ever more thankful to have people like Sarah in my life.
Who's been speaking truth into you
lately?
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