Tagged: hard questions
Tough Questions Part Two
In a previous post I shared loving abundantly means asking the hard questions. I related it to friendship.
As is often the case, as soon as a revelation hits, an opportunity to put it into practice comes around.
It was 1 a.m.. Weary and near blind from staring at Olympics all night we finally settled in for sleep. The fan humming and the dog snoring, I should have drifted away immediately. Instead I was itchy on the inside. I needed-something. Taking a deep breath I popped out of bed and went for it. I asked him the hard questions.
Without rancor, without angst, I laid it all on the table. After sniffling and snorting my way to a conclusion, I waited. He is the epitome of still waters running deep-I knew he is worth the wait.
He then laid it on the table. All of it.
Most was hard to hear as I can really do nothing about it. However, things needed to be said and not only heard, but acknowledged.
We are arriving at the answers because we both were able to ask the hard questions. This time we will cross the finish line together.