Some people are very literal and they take what you say literally. But some of us speak more in principles or generalities or poetically or romantically or we create a montage of people/experiences in what we say. Sometimes I forget that when I express myself on the internet, I’m no longer talking with like-minded people, taking for granted that people will understand me. I’m so used to my husband and me being in such agreement in how we think that I forget other people aren’t like us. 🙂

I take for granted my romantically, poetic view of life, grounded in Scripture and symbolisms founded on the books of Daniel, Ezekiel, and Revelation. I take for granted my love for Jesus’ teachings and parables and hidden meanings. I take for granted that other people don’t always find these things fascinating, digging into the meaning of the early church fathers and others like John Chrysostom. But this is like music, to me.

The world is far too literal for my taste, believing that the “Good Samaritan” account and other Bible stories are exemplar tales of “be the Good Samaritan” or “be like Job” or “be like Noah.” The real meanings are far more interesting. The Good Samaritan is Jesus, pointing to Christ for salvation. The prodigal son isn’t a story of “don’t be like the wayward son or the older son.” It’s the story of God’s love for us, looking for us, searching for us, welcoming us, and celebrating our return to him, turning our life around.

When I first started writing my story, I full expected people to understand and cheer me on, and celebrate the triumph of it all. I’d kept quiet for so many years, and I’d finally found my voice. Woo hoo! What I found, instead, is that a whole lot of people didn’t and don’t understand.

Thankfully, I’ve found many who not only understand, but speak out about it, write books about it, and speak about it on radio and TV. And I have to say that my greatest gift is having a heart or an ear for God. The Scriptures, to me, are like music.