There is what I said, what I meant by what I said, what you heard, what you think I meant…Plus our individual and peculiar lenses through which we see everything in the world, lenses which have been shaped or scarred (or both) by our life experiences. In short, there are many ways to miscommunicate.
Fortunately, there are also many ways in which to love, which I think is the best way out of any miscommunication. There is love that covers. Love that listens. Love that reaches to hold near instead of pushing away. Love that waits patiently for things hoped for. Love that perseveres arduously and gently still. Love that wisely holds the tongue when it would be more gratifying in the moment to spill out garbage words. Love that rejoices with the truth. There is love that gives and keeps giving and then gives some more. That is the love that I long for and do my best to live. Still working on the gentle part, and the patient part, and the giving more and more part.
One photo a week of our family throughout the year. 42/52
“We are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 8:37-39
401. gracious ones, 402. inward and outward simplicity, 403. freedom from pressures, 404. hopes and surrendered dreams, 405. costume making success, 406. dry salami and cheese and walnuts and pretzel crisps, 407. quiet nights, 408. forgiveness, 409. prayers answered, 410. new delightful friends