Let 'no' mean know?
So what if... we got rid of the word 'no'?
Ok. Not realistic. Maybe we need it like we need the penny. For Life's transactions and 'real-word' stuff. Fine.
Maybe some re-framing? What if we conditioned ourselves that every time we heard the word, it pushed us further? After all, what really ends even with a 'no'?
And, 'no', I'm not suggesting that no means yes or an open-ended concept that justifies license to stupidity, insensitivity or lack of respect. No way.
How about for our spiritual activities? Do you think God uses that word? Or better yet, does He need to? Clearly, the Bible is full of examples of God declining the prayers and wishes of his faithful. But does He ever really say 'No'? Did Jesus?
Does Life ever really say 'No'? Can you imagine a world without 'no'? Unnerving or stimulating? Or both? Don't cook this one too quick... Let simmer, roil, stew... keep tasting.
I feel that the Universe definitely does say 'Yes'... Must there then be a 'No' to balance that out?
But balance what out?
More questions than answers I admit. And I'm still forming this concept.
This spun out this morning while pondering what I 'know'... and don't. I listened while I wrote...
So here's a little 'k and w'
I use it when I bless
those situations in my life
does not say
See there's always but one answer
when the question's placed Above
to your God
and your Creator
Who responds in only
Though it isn't always shaped or formed
in how you'd like it so
When you add some 'k and w'
then you shall
That God responds
And not because
He has to...
There's a choice
but know the sound
when He's around
He speaks it through
So be sure to keep some handy
in a jar or envelope
When you need some 'k and w'
to conquer Life's steep slope
All those mountains
and the oceans
all the climbing and the rowing
With a little 'k and w'
your life will keep on
And when it seems the answer
sounds like anything but 'Yes'...
with a little 'k and w'
you will KNOW
I'm watching the yellow and black finches and red cardinals enjoying breakfast at the Lesley birdfeeder. How irrelevant the word 'no' must be to them. They consume the seeds and nuts and shuffle their feathers in the dew-laden grass (which is in need of cutting) . Back in forth they go; feeder to tree-line. Tree-line to feeder...
Until they die, they live 'Yes'.
I do believe that word; they know...