There is a twilight zone in our hearts that we ourselves cannot see. Even when we know quite a lot about ourselves-our gifts and weaknesses, our ambitions and aspirations, our motives and our drives-large parts of ourselves remain in the shadow of consciousness. This is a very good thing. We will always remain partially hidden to ourselves.Other people, especially those who love us, can often see our twilight zones better than we ourselves can. The way we are seen and understood by others is different from the way we see and understand ourselves. We will never fully know the significance of our presence in the lives of our friends. That’s a grace, a grace that calls us not only to humility, but to a deep trust in those who love us. It is in the twilight zones of our hearts where true friendships are born. ~ Henri Nouwen
I’ve laughed with friends, prayed with friends, cried with friends, broken bread with friends.
I’ve been blessed with friends who truly love me.
I’ve valued their wit and wisdom, their insight and intellect, their compassion and companionship.
These are the sweet gifts of joy and grace in friendship.
Still, I’ve always found trust to be a risky business.
I’ve been hesitant to open myself to the possibility of rejection.
For too long, I let mildew grow along the damp corridors of my heart where I cried in secret.
I’m gradually learning to place true value on the insights my friends have about me.
I always thought I knew myself so well.
What could anyone tell me about me that I didn’t already know?
Nouwen is right. We are partially hidden from ourselves.
I’m grateful for those who have, and those who will, venture into the twilight zones of my heart and teach me from their unique vantage point.
It’s a different type of grace.
It’s the grace of a friend who sees the bad I’ve trid to bury and the good I’ve lost sight of. It’s the gift of a friend who can see both the skeleton and the coins in the treasure box.
It is in the twilight zones of our hearts where true friendships are born.