On Speaking One's Mind

Ever try to think and nothing happens? As an artist and a communicator I'm severely familiar with it. As a mother I am stupendously inarticulate with it, as so often when I try to utter what I understand in words to my kids. I can tell - I'm frequently met with blank stares, furrowed brows (either I insulted them or worried them), haffs and slowly pronounced Okaaaaay Moms.  Now, need I go on with what I can do with all the varied relationships we encounter? I'm pretty sure thats why I am most content alone or with someone with whom we finish each other's sentences when and if we need to speak.

But you must admit there are a good number of things for which there are no adequate words. Others that have too many personal connotations to negotiate the right angle of approach, and yet others that seem so terribly important and basically profound , which when uttered seem little better than spindly T-shirt fodder. I imagine much of  being communication-ally impaired has to do with eroding vocabulary - (due either to laziness or the duh-factor). But I think also - really, not as an excuse - is that I simply think and reason a little different than an obviously huge percent of folk.

I think this because often what I appreciate about my life is best expressed in what I do in my work. I sense this from God as well. He gave us His Word that we can better understand Him. But his creations sings, resonating with soundless words, of His profound and eternally unfolding love love.  Hmm-m-m, mebbe I'm just now taking on some of my heavenly father's character. He certainly speaks... and few listen..

Anyway, "study to be quiet" -  could possibly become a new fad in our era of over-stimulated senses.

Then He says, "Be still and know I am God".

Oh, and  Happy Valentine's Day. Go give someone you love a quiet hug... just a suggestion.

cJa