Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read On a sunny Friday in October, I sat in my friend’s hallway and helped her pack up her husband’s office. We chatted as we have on countless other Fridays about love and marriage, children and parenting, faith and loss. Neither of us wanted to dwell overlong on the fact that this would be our last…
Guest Author 5 Minute Read “Elizabeth, I trust that you’ll make a good decision,” said my friend as we tromped through the woods on a long hike where we had been discussing a difficult situation I was in at the time. Not only was the decision tricky but also it involved a personally emotionally charged issue from my friend’s past.
Instead of telling me what I should do, recommending five books for me to read, and then praying for me in quivering tones, my friend had simply shared her experience and then let me know that I had her trust and support no matter what.
Her vote of confidence meant the world to me and put me in a place of peace with myself and peace with her. I knew that she was the type of person whom I was totally safe to share my life and struggles with. And her example really challenged me to reconsider how I respond when friends come to me with difficult situations, particularly those that trigger something emotional from my past.
Jenni Marie 5 Minute Read My whole job is reading people. Or, as I am learning, I do my job well because I am good at reading people. I watch body language, I pick up on preferences (Do they like my corny jokes or my attempts at intelligent wit? Are they comfortable with PDA or do I need to coach them into…
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