Even though I live with my head in the clouds and my feet in cotton wool, I have a hard time reading between the lines.
I don’t really “get” sarcasm. Innuendoes are lost on me.
“Why don’t you just say what you mean?” goes through my mind when confronted with clever talk.
Unfortunately this inability includes poetry. I’m a Shel Silverstein kind of gal.
“I will not play at tug o' war.
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins.”
He says it like it is.
But the deep and meaningful kind of thing?
Most of it goes right over my head. Even in my mother tongue.
For the same reason I need serious help with Bible Study. I mean, what am I to make of Song of Solomon?
And all those lovely parables in the New Testament?
Thus I read and study and research. And luck out. A phrase catches my eye and a glimmer of light struggles through my literal fogbound mindset.
Mmm. I read it again.
The glimmer spreads.
I stare out across the canal.
It is silent.
Silence is my favorite sound.
I think best when it’s silent.
“Stuff” becomes clear when it’s silent.
I watch a tiny gecko playing in the semi-dead branches of a crepe myrtle tree, dormant for winter.
The word settles into my thinking.
Gives me pause.
I stay with it.
For a while.
My life was dormant before I yielded it to God. To do with it as He pleases.
So maybe that’s what “Born Again” means? Blog Post: That Born Again Thing
I pick up Oswald Chambers.
“The characteristic of the new birth is that I yield myself so completely to God that Christ is formed in me. Immediately Christ is formed in me, His nature begins to work through me.”
Now I understand.
My Personal Human Life must become a “Bethlehem” for the Son of God.
My dormant life is dormant no more.
“………………… until Christ is formed in you.”
Cyber hugs and Blessings all.
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