Here's the thing about loss: No one thinks it will ever happen to them but it's the one thing that will happen to all of us. Not necessarily a cheery thought, I know, but a reality that should catapult you out of autopilot and motivate you to live and love accordingly.

The people who call when tragedy strikes, the ones who know you're not perfect and choose to love you anyway. The "thinking about you" texters, the "what do you need?" callers, the silent-couch-sitting-wine-drinkers, the "let's do something fun" planners. The ones who listen through the tears, who give their strength and stock your fridge. The soldiers who jump into the trenches, no questions asked. These are the difference makers. The ones who suit-up and show up. My favorite author refers to these people as her "home team" and I'm all about it.

If you're blessed enough to have a home team, that means you’re responsible for them, too. When the tables turn, when life gets real, when the laughs turn into tears, when they’re worn out and hollow, bruised, split in two. To whom much is given, much is required. (Luke 12:48)

The great thing about this team is that there's only one prerequisite. You don't have to know each other for 10+ years, you don't need a psychology degree or "know what to say." You don't have to have it all together or have experienced loss yourself. All you have to do is show up; physically, communicably, the day of, three months later, someway somehow. It's as simple as that. And the really great thing? It's never too late. Life is nothing without relationships, connection, grace and love. 

We all know how easy it is to come together for life’s precious moments. Birthdays, engagements, a random Saturday night out with our buddies - easy peasy. But what happens when the call comes and their knees buckle? Then what? True friendship means holding each other up during adversity. That’s what community is all about. Being there to remind one another of His bigger, more beautiful plan we sometimes lose sight of. 

I will never know why some things happen, life is mysterious like that, but what I’m finding to be true is this: the best thing to hold onto in this beautiful, broken, sometimes overwhelming world, is each other.