Collect People

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Our gorgeous new Cape Cod in Hillsborough, NC! Photo Courtesy of Robin Rentaria from this last spring–look at those azaleas! 

Hubs and I moved this weekend. There is nothing quite like a move across town to show just how much people care. I have been so fortunate enough to see this first hand several times. I am pretty certain that if you’re reading this, I probably owe you help on your next move, so just call me up, and I will bring the muscle (aka hubs). I’ll also bring the coffee!

On Saturday evening after I dropped into bed because my legs just didn’t want to stand any longer, a huge feeling of gratitude swept over me followed closely by the realization that I collect people. In my mind, it is the best kind of collection to have. Some people go with baseball cards or baskets or ornaments. I collect people.

So these past couple of days as I was contemplating this post, I wanted to know when this all started. The answer is a very anticlimactic “No clue”. I am sure that it was sometime back when I was a kiddo and my mom probably imparted some great wisdom to me about working well with others. That could have been the start. However, much clearer in my memory is the time that I decided to be super intentional about creating relationships with key people. People who pour into me as much as I pour into them. People who are friends and family or close enough friends that they might as well be family. People who will laugh with me just as often as they show up to cry or have a hard, raw conversation. People who will help me move.

For me, real relationships became key after going through this seminar and learning a little bit more about how I was created to be in relationship; in relationship with the Trinity and in relationship with creation–people, animals, land. Kind of like all the things the sun touches speech from Mufasa to Simba in one of the greatest Disney movies of ever. All the things that were created and placed on this earth are worthy of gratitude and acknowledgement. That helped me truly appreciate the people relationships that I had in my life.

Someone asked Saturday, “How do you know all of these people?” And what I loved about answering it was that there were so many different variables! This person is from this part of my life, this person is from this other part, and this person is from this other other part…you get the picture. And on my day of need, they all showed up and participated in our relationship. I’m not saying that you have to help me move to a new home to be in my collection of people (although based on my tract record, just give it a couple of years and the opportunity could present itself). What I am saying is that I love my people collection. I have an incomparable people collection. I’ve done work to collect the best ones. Thank you for being in my collection!