My Hiding Place...
Twice in a row......I was in a conversation with someone very dear to me. It was a ticklish topic and as much as possible I wish not to offend a seemingly fragile or more likely a guarded relationship. But I am happy though that when topics are delicate I get the phone call first. One family, two cultures, separated by time and oceans apart. The misunderstanding is purely missed communications as technology came up only high speed for the last five years or so. My draconian response was wrapped in the finest of fabrics of hard hitting gloves that it would be puzzling or condescending realizing what would hit so bad yet still in the gentlest of blows. I wouldn't like to embarrass nor put anyone in a bad light so I asked What would Jesus do? And the formidable accusations and defenses just came crumbling without even me trying hard yet as I sensed my upper hand I gave all the gentlest blows I can and ended...."I believed these are God's messages for you for there is no way I can put all these together" I just thought hiding in the cloak of God's words really is the safest way to go....