With a spring in my steps, and a song on my lips, I I hoisted my bag on my shoulders and set out towards the home of the love of my life. I was finally going to meet her parents today, and ask for their permission to marry their only daughter. You would have thought I would be nervous, but with my winsome personality, and roguish good looks, how could they say No to me?
I took my usual forest trail to go towards her cottage. It was a bright and sunny day, the birds were chirping, the flowers were singing, it was almost as if the Gods themselves were blessing our union. I was half-way through my journey when suddenly, I saw something that I had never seen before- two large boulders right in the middle of the trail, blocking my path.
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Thanks for sharing 🙂
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For several days, I’ve been looking at these two stones and what they mean to different posters. And each time I look at them, I see the stones as separate, yet side by side, with no way to be joined. The descriptive word that comes to me is rigidity.
Rigidity can be found in many personalities—mine as well. Rigidity has its positives, of course; things like inflexibility, strictness, and stubbornness serve a purpose in some situations. But not in personal relationships. I see these two stones as two people in a relationship; perhaps brother and sister; father and daughter, or even a marriage. Two stones that may have at one time been whole, but are now broken by some division, into two.
Rigidity in a relationship is a ‘my way or the highway attitude.’ I am right. You are wrong. And neither person gives in. Rigidity can come from a self-pride that leads to a lack of forgiveness. Sometimes this comes because a person cannot forget what another did to them in the past. Some rigid people in relationships carry lifetime vendettas against another for something that could be forgiven and forgotten.
Here’s a story I read somewhere:
A man and his wife are sitting at the breakfast table. He’s reading the paper and paying no attention to her. Suddenly, she lifts her glass of orange juice and throws its content across the table. “What was that for,” her surprised husband asks. “What do you mean, what was that for! Have you already forgotten what you did to me twenty years ago?
There’s humor in this, but sadness, too. No relationship will last long in such a situation. It will become like two separate stones unable to be whole. And worse, one’s own future can be lost by kicking out forgiveness and rigidly holding on to past wrongs.
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All true, Kaye. Even though real forgiveness may not erase past events or even encourage a change in the other person, it changes us.
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Yes!
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Thank you 🙂
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