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Ann glanced up from her pad of
paper. She smiled. “What? You’ve got that look that says I’m a puzzle to you again.”
“You are, but I like figuring out
puzzles. I’m just thinking.”
“About?”
“You’re quiet, Ann. The more time I spend with you the more
I realize that.”
“I thought that was pretty
obvious.”
“I’m curious. Are you as quiet inside your mind
too? When you’re with friends you
trust, do you have a lot you want to say?
Or is your mind as still and quiet as you often are?”
“What a wonderful question.” She tilted her head, sat up, and set
aside the pad of paper. “I’m
pretty quiet. Even when I’m not
tired, the real me is pretty quiet inside. With people I’m not shy, not timid, but I am quiet. I listen. I hear what’s being said. If it’s someone I trust, I’ll return confidences in
kind. When someone risks with me,
I’ll risk back. But I rarely
initiate, even when it’s comfortable, safe surroundings and a group of
friends. In tennis terms, I prefer
to return rather than serve.”
“Why is that?”
“I don’t like being in the
spotlight, even when it’s with friends.
I am most comfortable one-on-one, when the topics are going where
someone else wants to direct them.”
She hesitated. “No, let me modify that. I am comfortable talking with God. I initiate conversations with Him all
the time, on easy topics, hard topics, what’s going on, and with the emotions I
want to express in full color. If
you really want to know, the Ann inside speaks freely and often only to God.”
“You’re safe with God.”
“I am. So that’s where I thrive. It’s not that I hide with my friends. There are very few subjects, if any, I
haven’t shared with at least one friend.
I trust friends with my secrets.
I talk about what matters to me all the time. But there are large chunks of who I am, of what I think
about and talk about, that reside only between myself and God. I don’t think that will ever change.”
“How have you learned to trust God
like that, Ann?”
She shrugged. “I’m God’s daughter. He’s possessive of me. I like that fact, that certainty, that
God chose me and considers me His.
So I give God me. When I
have something to say, when I want to talk, He’s listening. When I need a friend, He’s there. When I need something, God’s got it
covered. God and I are good
together. We’ve got a
relationship.”
Full Disclosure, by Dee Henderson, Pages 230-231.
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