People will disappoint you.

They might not show up. They might break a promise. They may not realise 'I'm fine' is a lie, even though you feel they should by now.

They might let slip something you told them in confidence. They twist your words and they didn't really mean to, but it still happens, and it still hurts.

Situations come up and you expect things from them: a certain reaction or response. But it doesn't quite happen and you're left hoping they were just that little bit more than they are.

A week or two go by and you haven't spoken. You feel bad for not making contact, but you then you realise that neither did they.

Time will pass and others will enter their lives. They'll have new friends and new plans. They don't mean to leave you out, but they don't invite you.

It's an accident, you're probably over thinking it, and besides, they're only human.

Yes.

They're only human.

People are wonderful and beautiful and courageous and powerful and loving. But ultimately broken. Ultimately imperfect and incapable of being our source of strength, comfort and joy. This doesn't mean that we should ever stop seeking the good in them and hoping upon hope that they will pull through into the glorious reality of who God intends them to be...

...But it does mean that we should continue to seek out the one who is wonder and beauty and courage and power and love itself. He is our source of strength, comfort and joy. He will always pull through for us. He is exactly who we need him to be and he will forever be faithful.

'Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.' ~ Lamentations 3:22-23