We had a wonderful day of adventure in the Little Belt mountains this summer with these wonderful friends. Four wheelers and dirt bikes made it even more fun 🙂 the kids all did wonderful and I’m hoping we can go again next year 😉
The view was breathtaking and we followed such gorgeous mountain trails. Sun scented pines. Fields of Wildflowers (although they were past their prime). Narrow ledges along steep mountain faces. And Rocky terrain that was barren and wind whipped and wild.
(Yep, we went all the way to the top. Talk about a rough ride….but so worth it!)
Our scenery changed so drastically it reminded me of the drastic opposites in personalities. Now please understand these pictures have no reflection on the people in them. In other words….we don’t have drastic personality clashes with them. (Lol.) The colorful personalities brought out parts of this blog post so I just had to share them.
Did you know that with an app on your phone you can translate your spoken words into Chinease, Spanish, Latin, or Russian? And that’s just the beginning.
Guess what the most common phrases are that are translated every day?
“How are you?”
And my favorite….”I love you. ”
((This little guy concked out on the bumpiest part of the trail on the way down the mountain. Now I know he can truly sleep anywhere :))
I saw a commercial for this google app recently that grabbed my attention….it started with languages being interpreted. People smiling. New friends being made. And it ended with these words….
Be together. Not the same.
It struck me solid.
Life is full of this. I don’t know of any single other person that is exactly the same as any other single person.
Yet, we all have the same basic needs of survival in life. We all bleed red. We all breathe oxygen. We are all on Earth together.
We are all created by the same God.
We have all sinned. We are all broken.
We are all offered free salvation through Jesus’ death.
As SAME as we are in so many basic fundamental aspects of life, we somehow seem to forget our origin. We all started little. Helpless. We all grow into big people of those tiny origins.
Somewhere along the way in life the glamour and simplicity seems to fade and we forget that simple childish view of life. We don’t understand each other. We jump to conclusions. We speak different dialects. We prioritize in different ways. We have different tastes and preferences. We have different opinions and fight different battles and wear different scars.
And somehow, the different is all we can see.
I am understanding more and more how OK it is to be different from those I love. That’s agreeing to disagree on some things in life is healthy. That my own desire to desperately control makes me want other people to think like me. I am slowly learning to accept and embrace the differences and understand the dialects.
When we don’t understand the language, then we need to bring it to the Interpreter of heart and mind and ask Him for understanding and translation.
So often I am too busy to stop and bring my thoughts to God. I wonder how many heart aches and misunderstandings and fears would be relieved if I would simply utilize this wonderful tool of prayer that is free for all of us.
This praying thing that can be as natural as breathing. Available any time. In any place. For anyone.
We are beautiful together. Not the same. But beautiful. We can lift our faces to the Son. Bask in His peace. Worship our Creator. And pass the Interpretor love on to those we meet every day. Let Him teach us genuine love that makes others feel value, accepted, and LOVED.
Just like the gorgeous Wildflowers that blend into the loveliest bouquet.
They remind me again….of our Wildflower Girl…
And how different is truly SO BEAUTIFUL!