After my second daughter was born I met a lady from my new church who also had two small girls. Without really knowing each other or even having a friendship we both knew that we desperately needed something more. Out of this grew our moms small group in our church nursery. I still remember sitting there during the first meeting and for the first time since the beginning my motherhood journey, I wasn't alone.
Let me say that again,
I wasn't alone.
You see, I wasn't the only one who had a toddler pee her pants in a very public place. Others had mountains of laundry and would sometimes run out of cat food. They, too, had a vendetta against Caillou and bought way too many cloth diapers because they were cute. During the times of sheer exhaustion and newborn frustration my friends encouraged me and lifted me up. And even when my marriage was in the valley they prayed over me. These beautiful women of God stood with me when I was weak and in exchange showed me their vulnerability.
Because that is what we're lacking in the days of the Internet, right? We are isolating ourselves behind closed doors and starving ourselves of real relationships. As mothers and wives we have enclosed ourselves behind the walls of nap time and Internet forums. Our souls long for companionship. Yet we are terrified to show those around us our weaknesses. We long to be heard and understood. We long for friends who are not afraid to come and scrub the bathroom of our new home. Or to spend the day sorting through our 15 crates of girl clothing. We need that person who we can call during the day because both the baby and the dog peed on the floor. Again. We need like minded friends who are also navigating their way through GMO laced food and struggle with letting their kids watch too much TV. Most of all, we desperately need those friends who will pray for us constantly and hold us accountable in our parenting, marriages and spiritual lives.
We need a tribe.
Just like the early church God has designed us for community. We were never meant to do this alone.
"And they devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and the prayers. And awe came upon every soul, and many wonders and signs were being done through the apostles. And all who believed were together and had all things in common. And they were selling their possessions and belongings and distributing the proceeds to all, as any had need. And day by day, attending the temple together and breaking bread in their homes, they received their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to their number day by day those who were being saved." Acts 2:42 ESV
I have to wonder what the church would look like if we, as mothers, came together to love and support one another. What would it look like to our communities if we modeled our hospitality off of the early church. What if we embraced this radical notion that we were designed for relationship and community. That we were never meant to be solitary or lonely.
Momma, I cannot express to you how my life change when I searched, found and established my friendships. I am praying that you find your community just like I have.