
We need each other.
There is this inexplicable need to reach out and share life. From family , co-workers , to the random smiling person I pass on the sidewalk. They all matter. They all make a difference to me.
What made me think of all this? Something silly really. I was washing dishes Friday afternoon when I encountered a sandwich spreader. Who would think a sandwich spreader dangerous? Well, I sure didn't before this. As I tried to rinse off the peanut-butter that innocent little sandwich spreader sliced open my thumb. I was about to yell over my shoulder for Mom but caught myself. Why in the world would I , a nurse who has sutured an arm , call my mom to save me from a bloody finger? Seems crazy, but I didn't have a hard time answering my own question. It's because I still like having a mom to doctor my cut fingers. I'll never out-grow it.

When God said "It is not good for man to be alone" He wasn't just making a statement against singleness. I believe what He had in mind were all the relationships that bring color into our world. I think He saw friends making memories , classmates discussing , families camping and "4th of July"-like celebrations where everyone is together enjoying each other.
Look around you. Notice all the amazing connections you make everyday and feel blessed!