Grit, Silence, Shipwrecks, and The Shepherd

The Helm

A friend recently told me, “As a guy, nobody cares about how I feel.” If so many reels and comments on posts of guys expressing the same sentiment hadn’t come across my social feeds, I’d have half a mind to dismiss the statement.

However, I have seen the reels and the comments.

The other half of my mind agrees with him because, whether you care how I feel or not, I have felt the same way. I’ve talked to too many dudes who don’t even come close to claiming perfection, but are sailing into the headwinds with nothing fueling them beyond sheer grit to keep going.

That doesn’t matter. Sometimes our ships run ashore. Life breaks apart on the rocks. We’re not gliding through the open water. Shipwrecked, we drag ourselves out of the water and onto the land. Now, we have to walk the road.

That is where we’re navigating today.