I was invited to join a group of friends, just men, for a cookout tomorrow. I have decided to go. This sounds like an easy decision on the surface. But really it’s not that easy.
My inclination would be to stay home and relax. See, I’ve had a difficult few weeks at work. Traveling, problem solving, frustrations. It’s been a real basket full of junk. I have plenty of really good excuses to skip out on this one.
But I know that I really need to be there. Not because they need me to be there. There will be plenty of guys that will attend. No, the reason I need to be there is me.
My flesh is telling me that I deserve to stay home and relax. But I know that I need to stay in community. I need to stay connected. I need to fight the urge to isolate.
Men are generally experts at isolation and coming up with excuses to be alone. But this is unhealthy and dangerous. The enemy loves a man in isolation. He knows he’s got us right where he wants us. A wise lady told me “Oh that devil, he’s been around for a long time. He’s got a big bag of tricks. He’s knows exactly what works on you.” I think we forget that fact. We think we will be fine by ourselves. Independent. Self-reliant. American individualism.
So off I will go. I know I will enjoy the company. I know that I will be glad that I went. It will be good for me. Better than sitting on the couch with a book which would be my first choice.
Sometimes you need to fight the urge. The urge telling you that you deserve something. The urge that tells you that you come first. The urge that tells you that you it’s ok to be alone.
Deep down we know what we need. What is pure. What is good. What will build up.
Relationships take work so fight the urge to isolate. Reach out and connect. Someone has to make the effort. Why not you?