Two are better than one because they have a good reward for their efforts. For if either falls, his companion can lift him up; but pity the one who falls without another to lift him up. – Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 Does anyone care? I’ve asked myself this question more times than I’d like to admit. Not long ago, I was having a full-blown pity-party kind of day. Ever have one of those? When life just seems harder than it should be, and everyone should somehow know you are having a hard day, yet nothing. No texts. No calls. Just crickets. I want to say this clearly. I have a sweet and loving husband. He listens as I vent to him on the regular. He offers wisdom and fixes what he can. But on this particular day, I found myself longing for something different. A really close girlfriend. Someone who understands the unique emotions we, as women, walk through. As Ecclesiastes reminds us, two are better than one. Notice Solomon didn’t say twenty-five is better than one. ...
Arise from the past. Adhere to the present. Await the future.