I’ve been blessed over the years to have people in my life who are a safe place for me. By safe place, I mean friends who let me be Dusty without passing judgment. I can tell anything to these friends and know that my words – my feelings – spoken in confidence will remain in confidence. These same friends can speak into my life when I am out of line, because they truly love me.
They would never let me wear bulky shoes with a feminine dress. Nor would they let me eat a hot Krispy Kreme donut all by myself. And, they would never, ever uncover any yuck part of me.
Whenever we uncover another, we create a path of destruction for that person to have to travel down. Unfortunately, I have had moments in my life where I have done just that.
But, I have learned from those moments. And, I have become a safe place for others.
I’m grateful for these safe places.
Do you have a safe place? Are you a safe place for someone else?