So I was talking with a friend a few days ago and she made a statement that stopped me in my tracks. Well... stopped my fingers from typing - and truthfully, stole just a little bit of my breath away.
"I think truth in itself is poetic, and no matter how raw is beautiful."
Maybe I'm not as witty as I think I am, and just had no reply. Maybe the unexpected depth had me grasping for analysis.
Or maybe, the feeling was just like this:
Suddenly discovering something new, mysterious, and profoundly unique about a room that you've been in a thousand times before.
How is someone supposed to respond to something like that, anyway?
You know, I've got a theory about how one of the best ways God loves us is through other people. Looking back through my experiences... I can say that there are a number of people who where there when I was most in need - and more often than not I didn't know it. Friends who, by what seemed like complete chance, were in the perfect place to tell me exactly what I needed to hear. I zoom out and look at those moments in the grand scheme of things - and it's so clear that just the right words, at just the right time, from just the right person, are like the rain drops that change the course of a river.
It's true.
The more I turned those words over in my mind, the more ashamed I began to feel that I so freely abuse something so beautiful. I don't think I've ever expressed a love for what truth is that even comes close to how that single statement made me feel.
And I sincerely believe that she wasn't even trying.
I remember asking God for wisdom not too long ago. It also happened to be not long after I'd watched Evan Almighty on HBO, and I was very aware of this amazing insight that Morgan Freeman dropped partway through the movie:
"God: Let me ask you something. If someone prays for patience, you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If he prayed for courage, does God give him courage, or does he give him opportunities to be courageous? If someone prayed for the family to be closer, do you think God zaps them with warm fuzzy feelings, or does he give them opportunities to love each other?"
Yeah, I know. I was pretty shocked too.
So maybe I'm making too much out of it all.
Or maybe it was an opportunity that He knew I would use.
Cheers.
J
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Personally, think "Raw" would be a great word to be defined by. The Holy Spirit within us shouldn't ever be "contained" or tamed, but let loose in its Raw and passionate form.
In reference to the insight presented by Morgan Freeman: I was once told to be very wary of praying for humility...
Are you perchance talking about a story that I tell relating to praying for humility?
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