On friends

Five minute Friday, four days late. Standard. Go.So I have a friend who is falling in love. She longs to be loved, and cherished, and known, and so she is falling in love. With a man she terms a 'complication.' It is perhaps inappropriate to post on here the exact details of the complication, so I won't do it. What I will say, however, is how it breaks my heart that she cannot see that she is worth so much more than what this complication will offer her. I can speak truth to her, but it seems to do no good. She is beautiful and warm and compassionate and caring, but these qualities somehow carry no weight. Why are so many of the stunning women I know unable to see how incredible they are? The world teaches lies (and I learn those lessons too) and the gentle words that say we are fearfully and wonderfully made go unheeded. Stop.