Communication Connection
After 11 days without
communication with internet made me appreciate the fascinating facets
of communication. Art of Communication? A quaint phrase. One that
is easily found with the benefit of Google. The one link that caught
my eye – The Art of Communicating Effectively. Is that an
Oxymoron? Obviously if one is not effective while communicating –
there is no Art involved!
communication with internet made me appreciate the fascinating facets
of communication. Art of Communication? A quaint phrase. One that
is easily found with the benefit of Google. The one link that caught
my eye – The Art of Communicating Effectively. Is that an
Oxymoron? Obviously if one is not effective while communicating –
there is no Art involved!
The conversations between
my dear husband and me sometimes border on the Silliness Quotient #
One. We both try to ascertain what the other is trying to
communicate.
my dear husband and me sometimes border on the Silliness Quotient #
One. We both try to ascertain what the other is trying to
communicate.
“What would you like
for lunch?”
for lunch?”
“What do you have?
What are my choices?”
What are my choices?”
“Sandwich, bean bacon
soup, pizza….”
soup, pizza….”
“What was the first
one?”
one?”
“I don’t know, I
wasn’t listening…”
wasn’t listening…”
Some communication hides
the words behind ‘looks’. Mom’s communication did. Either that –
or I was adept in translating her meaning by her look with a
perpetual guilty conscience. So effective was she, that during her
final service, ‘that look’ was mentioned several times by more than
one minister of the gospel.
the words behind ‘looks’. Mom’s communication did. Either that –
or I was adept in translating her meaning by her look with a
perpetual guilty conscience. So effective was she, that during her
final service, ‘that look’ was mentioned several times by more than
one minister of the gospel.
When I came home with a
report card that sported an ‘F’ in Math at the age of 13, Dad
communicated without words. That is one communication that struck my
heart – when he saw the “F” emblazoned in blue ink, he cried.
The misdeeds earning that ‘F’ passed before my eyes.
report card that sported an ‘F’ in Math at the age of 13, Dad
communicated without words. That is one communication that struck my
heart – when he saw the “F” emblazoned in blue ink, he cried.
The misdeeds earning that ‘F’ passed before my eyes.
Communication. In this
new place, communication becomes paramount in my life. New
neighbors, new church family, new clerks in stores, new ‘little ones’
all around me provide me with opportunities to delve into this
exercise that God has given us. Even as I write, I am aware of the
challenges and joys of communication. As I read our son’s newest blog
(http://meyeview.posterous.com/let-there-be-stories), I realized how
unique to each person communication can be. A Library of books are
filled with how to write and yet that unique individualized writing
stands out.
new place, communication becomes paramount in my life. New
neighbors, new church family, new clerks in stores, new ‘little ones’
all around me provide me with opportunities to delve into this
exercise that God has given us. Even as I write, I am aware of the
challenges and joys of communication. As I read our son’s newest blog
(http://meyeview.posterous.com/let-there-be-stories), I realized how
unique to each person communication can be. A Library of books are
filled with how to write and yet that unique individualized writing
stands out.
Moving to a new area of
our country, bereft of of church family gives an awareness of need
for fellowship. A strangeness descends on my thinking as I find my
way through strange streets with unfamiliar names. I well remember
that one evening driving west on New Hope the first year in Rogers.
It seemed that as I crested a small hill, that I was driving to the
ends of the earth.
our country, bereft of of church family gives an awareness of need
for fellowship. A strangeness descends on my thinking as I find my
way through strange streets with unfamiliar names. I well remember
that one evening driving west on New Hope the first year in Rogers.
It seemed that as I crested a small hill, that I was driving to the
ends of the earth.
I am drawn back to my
best friend, Eunice, in college. We were discussing the love of our
life enthusiastically. It was like the heat of a ping pong game as
we waited for the other to ‘serve’ and ‘lobbed’ back a sally of
words. In mid-sentence I stopped short. We missed the important part
of communication – listening. We could have been in alternate
universes as far as connecting was concerned! Or when I tried to
teach long division in a 6th grade class room. I realized
I was doing all the talking – and I didn’t speak their ‘language’.
Quickly I asked an able student to demonstrate a problem on the
board. I could feel the relaxed atmosphere of the classroom fill the
room.
best friend, Eunice, in college. We were discussing the love of our
life enthusiastically. It was like the heat of a ping pong game as
we waited for the other to ‘serve’ and ‘lobbed’ back a sally of
words. In mid-sentence I stopped short. We missed the important part
of communication – listening. We could have been in alternate
universes as far as connecting was concerned! Or when I tried to
teach long division in a 6th grade class room. I realized
I was doing all the talking – and I didn’t speak their ‘language’.
Quickly I asked an able student to demonstrate a problem on the
board. I could feel the relaxed atmosphere of the classroom fill the
room.
Seven days after we
arrived, we walked through the doors of Windsor Road Christian
Church. Immediately we communicated with Janice, Jason, and many
others who chased the strangeness away. We were with God’s people –
singing and praising our Lord.
arrived, we walked through the doors of Windsor Road Christian
Church. Immediately we communicated with Janice, Jason, and many
others who chased the strangeness away. We were with God’s people –
singing and praising our Lord.
One recent encounter was
built on a series of relationships through the years. One of my new
friends (face-book says so) and I exchanged a few words. This new
friend, Eleanor, knew my Mother, taught two of our children – Tim
and Anna – and now God brought us together. It was as if God knew I
needed her friendship at this time in my life. The mail was
extraordinary today – notes from Retreat women, a snail mail, and a
card and picture from a 5 year old! Communication Connections.
built on a series of relationships through the years. One of my new
friends (face-book says so) and I exchanged a few words. This new
friend, Eleanor, knew my Mother, taught two of our children – Tim
and Anna – and now God brought us together. It was as if God knew I
needed her friendship at this time in my life. The mail was
extraordinary today – notes from Retreat women, a snail mail, and a
card and picture from a 5 year old! Communication Connections.
Last Sunday, during the
worship singing, I stopped singing. Sitting beside Tim, I looked
around at our new church family. So many unfamiliar faces surrounded
us. Yet their faith in God, their relationship with Jesus Christ,
flooded my being. Tears filled my eyes, for faith in Jesus Christ
and a relationship with Him brought us together and I was Home.
There may not be time to know each one, but knowing Jesus is more
than enough. Listening to Him creates a joy that only increases.
worship singing, I stopped singing. Sitting beside Tim, I looked
around at our new church family. So many unfamiliar faces surrounded
us. Yet their faith in God, their relationship with Jesus Christ,
flooded my being. Tears filled my eyes, for faith in Jesus Christ
and a relationship with Him brought us together and I was Home.
There may not be time to know each one, but knowing Jesus is more
than enough. Listening to Him creates a joy that only increases.
Every step of the way our
family and church family have nurtured us. From preparing our house
to sell to packing, and even at the last moment, the two able men who
loaded the truck. When we arrived, our three sons and Windsor Road
church family unloaded the truck. Two daughters – in-law, one
granddaughter and her friend and church family unloaded many boxes
and put things away.
family and church family have nurtured us. From preparing our house
to sell to packing, and even at the last moment, the two able men who
loaded the truck. When we arrived, our three sons and Windsor Road
church family unloaded the truck. Two daughters – in-law, one
granddaughter and her friend and church family unloaded many boxes
and put things away.
We are giving thanks and
praising our Lord. We are overwhelmed with the sweetness of trusting
and being His and for His people. May He be glorified in this
communication.
praising our Lord. We are overwhelmed with the sweetness of trusting
and being His and for His people. May He be glorified in this
communication.
Therefore
if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any
comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any
tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete – by being
like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of
one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather,
in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own
interests but each of you to the interests of the others. In
your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ
Jesus. Philippians
2:1-5
Sing
to God, sing in praise of his name, extol him who rides on the clouds
; rejoice before him—his name is the LORD. Psalm 68:4
to God, sing in praise of his name, extol him who rides on the clouds
; rejoice before him—his name is the LORD. Psalm 68:4
In
a loud voice they were saying: “Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain,
to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength and honor and
glory an praise!” Then I heard every creature in heaven and on
earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them,
saying: “To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise
and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!” Revelation
5:12-13
a loud voice they were saying: “Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain,
to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength and honor and
glory an praise!” Then I heard every creature in heaven and on
earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them,
saying: “To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise
and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!” Revelation
5:12-13
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Just found this comment, Ginger. Thank you. Indeed I am feeling more and more at home here. Just a different season, and wearing different hats. Now it is over six years later, God continues to bless me. Love you, Ginger!!!!
Just found this comment, Ginger. Thank you. Indeed I am feeling more and more at home here. Just a different season, and wearing different hats. Now it is over six years later, God continues to bless me. Love you, Ginger!!!!
I'm smiling, Emily, as I read this—knowing that you are well on your way to becoming a much-loved part of another church family. You are such a special friend! Love you! Ginger
I'm smiling, Emily, as I read this—knowing that you are well on your way to becoming a much-loved part of another church family. You are such a special friend! Love you! Ginger