Oh,
it’s a great day to write from my heart to yours, to have this sort of
fellowship/communication that I don’t take lightly but cherish knowing
we spend this time together! Grab your coffee and come on in for some
more foundation of communication.
Hebrews 13:16 says: "But to do good and to communicate forget not: for with such sacrifices God is well pleased."
The word “communicate” means to share what you have. But why am I
trying to spiritualize communication, you ask? Well, the simple answer
is: This is a spiritual matter but let me explain a bit more, and thanks
in advance for hearing me. :)
I don’t know about you, but my
flesh can be incredibly greedy and stingy and unwilling to part with my
acquired pride which drives my opinions and my need to be heard and/or
understood! This becomes a fleshly hindrance to a spiritual gift but
also a key to the ultimate way that communication is a sacrifice. See,
the Spirit in us is quick to share, to give, to communicate. And not
that we want to compare sacrifices or level of sacrificing, per se, but
God is pleased when we sacrifice that which hinders the type of
communication that edifies and builds up. This sacrifice pleases God
because God is a living God and desires for His children to be like Him,
pursuing relationships, healthy relationships.
Did you know that
information is giving out while communication is pouring in? I just
heard that in class the other night and thought I’d share it with you!
:) So communicating is a type of sharing of ourselves, especially when
it leads us to helping others or to consistent fellowship. This of
course requires that we share our time, thoughts, resources, and our
prayers with others. Sometimes the greatest gift you can share with
someone else, especially with God, is yourself. And when people you love
the most communicate the least, isn’t that infuriating? No
communication is like being in a big dark room with someone and you know
you’re eventually going to bump into them, but you’re not sure when!
You’re left with all kinds of suppositions, predispositions and crazy
expectations.
Just the other day, my husband and I were walking to
our car and he communicated something to me that brought me out of what
feels like that dark room and I stopped as he spoke. He said, “You know
how when you’re asked, ‘how’s your day,’ or ‘how is this,’ or how is
that going,’ and you don’t even think and you just say fine?”
I wasn’t quite tracking what he was saying so I said, “Sort of.”
And then he gave me a sweet example where he replayed a typical
conversation we’d have at the dinner table with little Bryden and asking
about his day and his one-word answers were either good or fine and
we’d have to get a little bit more specific to help him use some
different words. I smiled at the memories and nodded my head.
He
suddenly indicated to his head by pointing to it and saying, “Well, I
have so much in here, but when you ask me stuff, all I can say is the
same thing.”
I was stunned into silence, my heart falling more in love with him. I didn’t know what to say. Imagine me, speechless! :)
He went on: “I know it’s a guy thing, but I don’t want to be that way with you.”
My
darkroom suddenly went white with bright light and all I could do was
hug him to me and suggest that maybe I could slow down, and be a safer
place for his thoughts, as jumbled as they may be to lands.
Oh,
you talk about a huge dose of sweet humility! Coffee Hour Friend, things
are never as they seem, even in the darkroom of no communication.
Continue to pray, seek to speak words that edify and build up that you
and those you desire to communicate with can rise above the darkroom of
no communication or painful conflict!
Love,
Evinda
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