“Wait. Go back,” Blair says, “because you were not in love and then you were. Say how that went.” She wants the messy part detangled and she knows I know exactly what happened. She can wait.
Naaman does not know what it’s going to take to be rid of this leprosy, but he knows how to point himself in the right direction. That is what faith looks like on a human.
There will be days, this summer, after all that sand and sun, when you might just crave a little soul-deep soak in lessons that someone else has already learned the hard way.
One small shortcut to wise, please, hold the jimmies. Can’t it just be that simple?
I’ve got you.
We are always sharing what we love. But if I only ever share what is first sponged clean of sinful smudges, then what I will give to the world will only ever be bleached goodness, with no living fingerprints.
Everyone cries at weddings, births, head trauma, and the Gilmore Girls reunion trailer. Universal cry-fests. ? It’s more odd NOT to cry at a hard goodbye or a high school graduation. But what of the tears that pop out unexpectedly when we are minding our own business? Emotions that seem to move on us in stealth mode?
What’s going on there? Often its something that is yet unacknowledged, that matters more than we thought. An emotional reaction demanding a seat at the table.