Full Spectrum

I have a history of knowing what those in my life are going to say.  I’m quite sure so the conclusion of the words, even as the sounds are being formed in the mind’s eyes of the speaker, is obvious!  I merely need the affirmation of the first few syllables to know the outcome I imagined is correct. 
 
Sometimes, I am an idiot.  Far more often than not I am wrong.  Even if I’m directionally correct, I miss a critical opportunity to affirm the dialogue and relationship present in the moment. I cut the communication channel which has been opened between two human beings.  I also miss the tri-party conversation which comes when two or more are gathers – the presence and influence of Divinity. 
 
It’s ironic how blind I find myself.  Yesterday’s blinders have reduced my vision to an affirmation of my imagination.  The opportunity to hear God’s voice from the full spectrum of human experience is lost in the rush to get on with whatever seems important.  It isn’t surprising to find others changing the way they talk to me.  Bluntly but, the old ways don’t work.  There is a new way in how I “be addressed.  God will speak to this people in baby talk, one syllable at a time—and he'll do it through foreign oppressors.  He said before, ‘This is the time and place to rest, to give rest to the weary.  This is the place to lay down your burden.’
 
But they [I] won't listen.  So God will start over with the simple basics and address them in baby talk, one syllable at a time—‘Da, da, da, da, blah, blah, blah, blah.  That's a good little girl, that's a good little boy.’
 
And like toddlers, they will get up and fall down, get bruised and confused and lost.”  (Isaiah 28.11-13)  You and I will live.  You and I will grow.    
 
In the new dawn there is an opportunity slow and eat with intent.  We can listen and truly hear.  We can see, fully and completely.  We can experience life.