Communication: or the act of communicating, being communicated, (ha funny) interchange of ideas or thoughts.
I would just like to add my own definition of the word "communication."
To successfully share an understanding with another person or thing in such a way that expands their view of that understanding, and creates a oneness in your view of a specific idea, thought, or knowing.
-Brittney Stirling
(you may quote me if you ever feel so inclined) (also this particular definition is most definitely subject to change) ;)
I just spoke to a very dear friend about a situation she just experienced in her life. The great importance of communication was once again reiterated in my mind. It is critical to seek for an understanding of the way the other person views or understands a situation.
So often we come up with our own preconceived notions about why someone is the way they are, or why something happened the way it did. We decide in our minds what someone "must" have been thinking, or that what they said "meant this to me."
What would happen if we stopped for just a moment and thought about what it was that person was trying to communicate?
What are they currently experiencing in their life, and what are they feeling on the inside?
Now think for a moment what would happen if we actually talked to that person about the situation? Not only talked, but sought to understand where they are coming from. What if we listened, and heard? Not just what we wanted to hear, or what we were expecting to hear, but what if....
...we listened, and heard what it was they really were saying?
There is truth and there is untruth.
What we are able to see is largely because of where we are currently standing.
I live at the base of several big beautiful mountains. One of the mountains stands directly in front of another. The mountain in the back is very much taller than the mountain in the front. However, because I am at the base of the mountain in the front all I can see is the enormous mountain in the front with just a small part of the very top of the mountain in the back.
We seek truth. We seek light, We seek to see.
In order to truly see, we must first step back and find a place to stand that will allow us to see the whole picture.
Communicate
Monday, May 20, 2013
Today was a miracle
I hope ya know I had a hard time.........
Today was that day. That day that just is. When your heart hurts and you are unsure and afraid. When you feel like something small just happened that was really big because it just changed everything.
But do you know what I discovered?
That it really wasn't.
I woke up today and determined to be happy, I PRAYED to be happy. There was a weight in my heart that just wouldn't go away. The questions pressing on my mind, the doubts and fears that were trying to push there way in as I tried so hard to push them all out.
My heart hurt.
I walked up to the gardens at the school (something I haven't done for a long time) and laid down under the willow trees in the grass and just breathed. I looked at the beautiful world around me and for a moment I felt better, a peace for a moment.
Then I had a miracle.
It happened rather unexpectedly actually. I had a series of miracles:
The thought for FHE was simple and short, and touched my heart...
and then I met Aubree.
Aubree is blind.
We were walking to the park for an FHE activity and I noticed a blind girl waiting to walk across the street. I didn't think much about it, the thought just came to talk to her so I did. I asked her how her day was going and found out that her day was going worse than mine.
So funny how quickly things change.
The path split and I found myself walking to the swings with Aubree as my FHE family followed the other path.
I thought about what Aubree was telling me, and I asked the Lord to help me. He did. I asked her to name 10 things she loved about life.
She did.
She loves the sky, she can see a little of the sky, and a little of the trees. She has never seen the stars.
I found myself singing "Rain drops on Roses" at the swing set with Aubree.
I shared a scripture and told her how much she means to her Heavenly Father.
We have the same CTR ring.
Aubree cried.
I gave her a hug, and I said, Thank You.
Aubree was an answer to my prayers.
Sometimes the hurt we feel enables us to love someone else. Sometimes reaching out when our heart hurts is the healing we seek.
Today was a miracle.
But do you know what I discovered?
That it really wasn't.
I woke up today and determined to be happy, I PRAYED to be happy. There was a weight in my heart that just wouldn't go away. The questions pressing on my mind, the doubts and fears that were trying to push there way in as I tried so hard to push them all out.
My heart hurt.
I walked up to the gardens at the school (something I haven't done for a long time) and laid down under the willow trees in the grass and just breathed. I looked at the beautiful world around me and for a moment I felt better, a peace for a moment.
Then I had a miracle.
It happened rather unexpectedly actually. I had a series of miracles:
The thought for FHE was simple and short, and touched my heart...
and then I met Aubree.
Aubree is blind.
We were walking to the park for an FHE activity and I noticed a blind girl waiting to walk across the street. I didn't think much about it, the thought just came to talk to her so I did. I asked her how her day was going and found out that her day was going worse than mine.
So funny how quickly things change.
The path split and I found myself walking to the swings with Aubree as my FHE family followed the other path.
I thought about what Aubree was telling me, and I asked the Lord to help me. He did. I asked her to name 10 things she loved about life.
She did.
She loves the sky, she can see a little of the sky, and a little of the trees. She has never seen the stars.
I found myself singing "Rain drops on Roses" at the swing set with Aubree.
I shared a scripture and told her how much she means to her Heavenly Father.
We have the same CTR ring.
Aubree cried.
I gave her a hug, and I said, Thank You.
Aubree was an answer to my prayers.
Sometimes the hurt we feel enables us to love someone else. Sometimes reaching out when our heart hurts is the healing we seek.
Today was a miracle.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Let the Adventures Begin
I have decided to start a blog. The title, inspired by my sister Jessica, is from one of her favorite movies. We lived together for the last 3 months and "20 seconds of insane courage" became something of a theme for her.
It is an interesting thought....What would I do if I wasn't afraid? A lot can come from just 20 seconds of insane, unthought of, impossible courage.....Well we have decided to see just what will come of it. We are seekers of adventures, and of course, every good adventure deserves to be documented in some way. That said...let the adventures begin.
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