Certainly, at the very least, it will reveal your own flaws, foibles, fears, and frustrations. Your soft spots (and rust spots!) will be revealed, and there will be people in your life who will either support you (the lily pads), or jump away and make noise because they can’t handle what you are going through (the frogs).
One of the most painful things that I have come to realize, is that your own journey will reveal those who can handle your situation, and those who can’t “hang.”
So, you have decisions to make: will you be angry and lash out at those who are frogs, or will you instead take a deep breath and forgive, and let them continue to be self-centered and selfish people who took the easy route, instead of walking through pain with you?
I say decision(s) because you have to continue to breathe, forgive, and move on with your day when people disappoint you; when their selfishness and immaturity exempt them from being a support to you. Because, you see, I love both: I love both lily pads AND frogs. I’m not going to dump a person because they don’t want to hear about my fears for my children, my anxiety about medical tests or treatment, or how my faith in people has been shaken – and my faith in God strengthened! – by my experience.
Certain – unexpected – people have reached out to me with phone calls, cards or conversations, just to check in and see how I am doing, or if I need anything. Those lily pads are a comfort, because they are a Soft Place to Land. They are being Christ’s hands and feet to me in a time of personal discomfort and future uncertainty. I am incredibly grateful for the time, energy, and vulnerability that lily pads show, because it takes a certain amount of effort and availability to extend yourself in an uncomfortable situation. I pray for those people to receive the same support and love from me, and others, if they ever go through a big trial, challenge, or hiccup in their life journey. May they be blessed, as they have blessed me!
And despite their warts, their jumpiness, their avoidance, or their denial, I love my frogs too. Because I understand that not everyone can help me to carry my fear, my burden, my anxiety, and my future uncertainty. I consider it a blessing that Jesus continues to show me examples of frogs in the Bible: Jonah, David, doubting Thomas, and the others. Even Peter denied Christ three times, and he was (besides Mary) probably the closest person to Jesus! So I love despite.
Maybe, sometime when I emotionally evolve a little more, I will learn to love because of, not despite, their frogginess.
May your day be blessed, no matter how choppy your water is!