I love accountability. It is challenging, scary and unique. I had an interesting run in with accountability the other day.
I was at Giant Eagle, I had just dropped Susan off and was getting some groceries, when I ran into Mike. We started talking and I told him about my trip to Chicago and joked about how walking 15 blocks filled my quota of exercise for the month. The conversation went something like this-
Mike: That's more like the quota for a day, isn't it?
Me: What?! lol no.
Mike: What happened to your New Years Resolution?
Me: Um what are you talking about? My resolutions were to learn piano and not fear.
Mike: No you said you were going to exercise. I read it on your blog.
*pause, major conviction and ownage*
Me: Um...ohhhh that. Uh, that was just to fit in with all the regular new years...um resolutions...
Mike: Oh so you were lying.
Me: Ummm
Mike: You didn't mean it.
Me: Uh wow.
Needless to say, even though it was all in jest, I was a little more than convicted and yet, at the same time, very grateful for the accountability.
How precious it is to live in community where we share our lives in a way that invites encouragement, accountability, truth, boldness and justice. That is the kind of community I want to live in.
Thank you to my friends who keep me honest, who take interest in my life, who are not afraid to speak into my life and who encourage me to keep pressing on. You are the heart of Jesus to me.
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