I don’t understand you…

Black and picture of man praying.
- Hi. How are you this evening? Would you like some water while you look at our menu?

- Ummm, yes please. Thank you.

- No problem! Be right back.
……………………….
- Here you go ma’am. Are you ready to order?

- Yes. I would like….

- No problem. I will put this in now and be back in a few with your appetizer.

- Thank you.

- Why do you look so sad?

- Excuse me?

- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry…. you just look so…. Sad.

- Thanks for noticing…. I guess….

- I’m sorry. That came out all wrong.

- I’m sorry, do I know you?

- Oh wow, you don’t…. you don’t recognize me? We've been friends for a long time. Off and on, sure, but still, always at the back of your mind.

- Okay……

- Do you really not recognize me? Again?

- ‘Again?’ I do this often? Not recognize you?

- Yes, yes you do.

- Oh, I’m sorry. But how can that be? I’m pretty good with faces…..

- Ohhh…. different people tend to see me in a different light than others. I’m not really a ‘one size fits all’ kind.

- I’m not even going to pretend to understand what you just said.

- It’s okay. A lot of people claim to understand me, yet they haven’t even begun to scratch the surface. I’m like an onion, with bars; I have layers and you can’t go deeper until you’ve passed the previous layer.

- Do you always talk about yourself this way? It's weird.

- Yes. But also because people talk about me this way too. It seems to be the only way they can grasp my nature.

- Oh. That must suck.

- Yeah, it does. I’m actually quite simple to understand. If people just took the time to get to know me well. They read books about me, once, and then think they’re experts. Then they call me start talking, and I have no idea what they’re saying or asking or even talking about. It’s quite frustrating actually. Because, all I want to do is help.

- Are you a missionary of some sort? Or with the Peace Corp?

- You could say that. I don’t preach but I support the preaching. I don’t heal, but I am essential to get healed.

- Oh wow. That’s pretty cool. What religion do you missionary for?

- I’m sorry?

- What religion are you a missionary for?

- I’m sorry, I don’t know what that means.

-You don’t know what a missionary is? Or you don’t know what a religion is?

- The second one.

- Huh…. okay …. a religion is ….. sort of like a walk of faith -

- Ha!

- What?

- Nothing, I’m sorry, continue.

- No, tell me. Speak your mind.

- Okay. Well, I know what a walk of faith is. I’ve met people who truly walk their faith as their own life. Tell me what a ‘religion’ is, and I’ll be the one to determine if it's the same as a walk of faith.

- Okay. Well, I can’t explain really well. A religion could be described as a…. Set of doctrines and morals and values and ethics to live by based on so many different things from different time periods and different places. There are a lot of different religions out there that groups of people follow.

- Hmmmm, I see. And this ‘religion’, do these groups of people embody them in their everyday life, everyday? Are these ‘sets of doctrines and morals and values and ethics’ their ultimate and only way of life? Are they the air they breathe? Is every decision that these groups of people make dictated by their chosen ‘religion’?

- Hmmmm, that’s a good question. From what I've seen, no. Rules are easily bent; compromises are made; excuses reign more than actions. Religions, in my opinion, have become a commodity that people wear around their necks to fit in somewhere; to not have to stand out. At least too much anyway.

- Yeah….. that is not a walk of faith. A walk of faith is your whole life. No rules are bent, no technicalities are used, no compromises are made, no excuses are given. It is the air you breathe, it is the words that come out of your mouth every time you speak, it is your whole life. Period.

- So, these people you’ve met? They were all in with theirs?

- 100%

- Wow. That must be nice. Standing for something so firmly, with your entire being….

- It is. Fear practically becomes obsolete and worry rarely rears its head. The freedom and joy that it brings is unparalleled. You should try it again sometime. Maybe even to stick to it this time.

- Huh?

- Nothing. I think that’s your meal. I should get going anyway, there are a lot of people who need me.

- Okay. Thanks for the conversation.

- No problem. I’ll be seeing you around real soon. Try to recognize me next time, and please, stay in touch. Always. Don’t let me go.

- Ha…. you’re funny.

- Here you go ma’am your order.

- Thank you. Hey, umm, do you know who that was? That I was speaking to? I forgot to ask for a name.

- No problem ma’am. I can found out from the reservations list. Be right back.

- Thank you.

- Okay ma’am, his name is….. 


                                                   Mr. H. V. E. Faith.

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