tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6768556477899824514.post2250207136240449500..comments2023-03-23T21:56:44.854-04:00Comments on Whispered Words: ConnectedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00922231371255666169noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6768556477899824514.post-48906958925501843142009-08-15T23:15:00.166-04:002009-08-15T23:15:00.166-04:00Your conversation on connectedness is inspired. As...Your conversation on connectedness is inspired. As I read it this morning I planned to comment on it immediately, but the words just kept jumbling up in my head. What could I afford to say, could I convey all or even any of the emotions that clamored for my attention. Could I distill any portion of my life experiences into a couple of pithy sentences? The answer is no, as I read each thought I am reminded of yet another example that intersects with what you shared, and a million more thoughts lean in for their due.<br /><br />I also wish to know and be known, not by what many expect of me, but of the true person God created me to be. The fear of pain can be a powerful motivator, leaving in it’s wake the destructive forces of self preservation. Fighting the uphill battle with vulnerability for me is frequently daunting often to the point of stillness. It is not in my nature to be still, I delight in all of God’s creation, but most especially mankind. I hear the voice of the Father most clearly in the words of all of His people. I too have had both success and failure in the joy of connecting with others many times by my own stumbling. Each time I get up again I remember it is His voice I wish to hear and be.<br /><br />ConnieUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15298325778479833681noreply@blogger.com