talk to me

believe it or not, i'm signing up for spring semester classes this week. mind boggling. anyway, a class i wanted is only available for sophomores, so my roommate, her boyfriend and i were all in the room talking about classes and as an alternative he suggested i take communication skills. i asked him what that was about and he said "i think you learn about communication, just the different kinds and how effective they are." i haven't stopped thinking about it.

every word, tone, touch, decision and action is viewed differently by different people, it's no wonder communicating is impossible sometimes.  even not talking, acting or deciding is a form of communication. it's a mess. as i was thinking about all this though, i knew in my heart that i have a way to combat this. the Lord really does have everything figured out. love. i know, it's one simple word, but its everything. its everything, all the time. regardless of the conversation or the action, if it is filled with love, then it can never be taken the wrong way. i love that....(haha get it? so punny). i'm really pursuing the girls right across the hall from me, and it's scary and intimidating and i can't take any credit, the Lord is my drive, and that's a whole other story for another time, but basically i got rejected tonight. i invited them to come play wallyball, and they looked at me as if i was crazy. but i walked away smiling, because hopefully they realized that i love them, and i want them with me, regardless of what we're doing. it doesn't matter what the conversation is, or how an action appears, if it is noticeably filled with love, it can't go wrong. that is so freeing. i may fumble my words, make a really not funny joke, stutter, be tongue-tied, do something spazzy, or laugh at something totally not funny, but if in everything i try to imitate love the way Christ loves me, then i can't go wrong. talk about being invincible with the Lord in my heart, aka best thing ever. 

1 Corinthians 13:1-3 -- "If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but not love I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.  If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing."