is a parable whereby God speaks to us,
and the art of life is to get the message."
Malcolm Muggeridge.
God is THE great communicator!
Me? Ha, I mostly think I'm 'clear as a bell'...reality is, to others I'm clear as mud...ouch.
The root of the word is 'communis', meaning to share. If you know me (even the least bit), you know I'm into sharing...I love to share, share, share! Okey-doke, not everyone wants to be a recipient of so much. What to do? Well, perhaps I don't want 'to get' that message...probably true! But I continue!
I have 'a funny' for you!
M and I left one of our comfort zones in 1991 after M's retirement from his 2nd career...left our home state of Oklahoma for the 'Holy Land' in Wisconsin. Our home congregation supported a mission effort in Fond du Lac; we were warm bodies to help it along.
Don't give up...'the funny' is coming.
One weekend the church in Oshkosh B'gosh same across the lake Winnebago and conducted a joint seminar on 'marriage'...our youngest son (Scott) and his wife (Kim) came up from Chicago and met w/us.
One session was very...shall I say...interesting? The leader asked...'any suggestions/ideas concerning how to keep one's marriage romantic?' By that time in my life I was no longer shy so I offered something I often did to keep the flame burning. Oh, wow!
Bernard M. Baruch wrote,
"The ability to express an idea is well nigh as important as the idea itself."
Case in point...
'I rit (as in Rit Dye) our sheets' and that's all I got out of my mouth...the entire room roared and our Scott very loudly (in a state of shock) said, "MOM, MOM". Okay, what in the world was he talking about? He and everyone else, including my sweet Michael, thought I said, 'I rip our sheets'. Now, what d'ya think about THAT mud in my eye? I was just sharing my expertise! We laugh about that to this day...what a marriage, huh? I believe so.
Sometimes I mean well and tho' unintended, what I say is completely misinterpreted...in some cases it almost becomes 'the battle of words'. Seems one of us is blindfolded (could it be me?)...one of us in in the dark by choice (oh no)? Disagreements in the making...never to be forgotten...should be, but not...and they can be most painful.
Each morning M and I sit together while he reads to me; we share and share! I love it...and most of the time he gets my drift...I get his 'cause he's not so complicated as me, he knows I'm a work in progress. God is still molding
"Wonderful Father, You know how I enjoy reading your words...and I also enjoy reading what others write about your way of life for us! I share these thoughts w/so many others and my prayer is that I'm not a pest about communicating. If so, please forgive me as I am honestly trying to be very prudent with my speech; I don't want to harm anyone with my thoughts...my words.
I know you love and care for me...more than anything, I want to please you!
Thank you for being My Father...in your Son's loving name, Amen."
I hope you get it...I do!
From my heart...to yours
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