"A righteous man is cautious in friendship, but the way of the wicked leads them astray" (Proverbs 12:26).

Apparently, I didn't get that memo. Choose my friends s-l-o-w-l-y? No way! My heart is five-times the normal size. I've experienced just as much brokenness as I have Jesus' glory and healing power. Plus, I have too much to give!!!

Here I am in the midst of writing my second book on brokenness and it's lonely. All those thoughts of hurt floating around in my head. As I write it out it hurts less and less, but when I try and share those experiences with friends I keep getting hurt. Why do I stink at choosing my friends? I have many friends, and yet when I look around...

Honestly? The selfish part in me just wanted to write a three sentence blog with the verse from Luke 5:16 that says, "But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed." Then I'd follow it up with I'm lonely. I'm in a desert place? Who else has been there? The end.