I received an email from some friends and read it last night. Their life is hard. Really hard.
I’m not going to email them back.
Because. I want them to hear my words not just read them.
Communication has seriously shifted. (I sound like I’m 102 years old.)
One of my favorite conversations was with a couple who told me they had a written copy of their latest fight–because they “text-fight” all the time.
I’m a talker. I process life verbally. I can’t imagine Gregg and I text-fighting. I’m pretty sure I would send a million texts and be on to the next thing before he even could figure out the one thing to text that would end “the discussion” right then and there.
Gregg prefers to think it through until he figures out the final closing words. I like to get it ALL out on the table and process it together. In the beginning years, communication between the two of us often included a high level of frustration. It took time to realize communication requires a ton of intentional time and effort FOR EVERYONE. And. We learned through experience that lack of intentional and purposeful communication leads to chaos and challenging consequences.
Because here’s the thing . . . Life is good. Life is great. And. Life is hard.
The stuff that comes at us can be so awesome or not. It can be too much and not enough all at the same time.
So. We are a work in progress. EVERYONE IS.
And . . . so we wade through the stuff . . . talking, texting, and whatever else we can do to communicate, living this life together. One thing I do know, being in a community of faith together does make a difference in how life is communicated.
Please know the door is always open to you at Red Door Church–it’s part of who we are as a community of faith–I would love to see you Sunday at 10:30 am–Kerrie
Written by Kerrie Carlisle Palmer © 2017 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Categories: new day