Go to another country and fall in love with someone who doesn’t speak your language.
Then you realize words are just words.
We use them carelessly, wrecklessly, and far too often. We toss words around like rice but whether they fall on deaf ears or pierce souls, we can’t be sure. Once spoken, we relinquish control.
Once they slither from our tongues, they become like mist- impossible to catch, form, or direct.
Like moments and bullets, once out there, words can’t be retrieved.
So communicate with body language, feeling, energies, but use words only when necessary. So much pain and misunderstanding could be skirted if we used less words.
She hits the nail on the head!!
“I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
“No, life cannot be understood flat on a page. It has to be lived; a person has to get out of his head, has to fall in love, has to memorize poems, has to jump off bridges into rivers, has to stand in an empty desert and whisper sonnets under his breath… We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn’t it?”
I have a tendency to get too comfortable too soon. This works well for me in some ways because I make friends easily. But when it comes to my romantic life, it kills the romance. I leave no mystery. Time and time again, I feel closer to the person than they feel to me. Why? Because I’ve opened up more than they have. The result resembles a one sided relationship in that I feel stronger towards the person than they do towards me. The person senses this and hits me with the, “I’m not ready for a relationship” line. By which they mean, “I’m not ready for a relationship with you,” which is understandable, since I haven’t exactly given them any rightful choice in the matter. By that point, I’m already acting as if we are in one.
Sigh. At least my acknowledging the issue is a step in the right direction, right?
Worrying is like a small memory glitch in which we’ve momentarily forgotten how good and powerful our God is. If we truly grasped how great He is and how deep His love for us is, we would never have any reason to worry.