Had a conversation this evening with an acquaintance and she told me that she likes talking with me because she can talk about her favorite subject and always learns something. I told her that was great but it was that same reason that, IMHO, she did not have any friends or as many friends or whatever she’s going for. She can, and does, only talk about G-d.
Now, I love my Father and Jesus and my Rheeman but even those in the clergy can carry on conversations that are of a wordly nature. Take the price of gas for instance. I mentioned this to her and she told me that gas wouldn’t get her salvation. While that may be true, it may not be true. How do you really know what it takes for salvation? Last time I checked, nobody walking the earth was there so we’re all just WAGing. And if you want to get technical, G-d created gas, so in talking about gas, you’re still talking about G-d. Now what.
1 Corinthians 9:22 says, and I’m paraphrasing here… I try to find common ground with everyone, doing everything I can to save some. Now if I weren’t a believer, listening to her would NOT make me one. She likes to quote scripture and verse and I’m happy for her but um, I like well rounded conversation because I believe Jesus talked about more than himself and the Father. He was just as much human as he was divine and the human side likes to talk about nothing sometimes. She told me that there is nothing else she’d rather talk about and I told her great. But there are other things I like to talk about and IMHO G-d is ok with it.
I stopped talking to her last year for this very reason, something she asked me about today. “Why did you stop talking to me?” she asked, genuinely curious, so I told her. I was making an effort this time because, you know, I’m funny but she kept poking the bear. She told me next time I should say I want to talk about (insert subject). Umm, are you serious? What is this, a curriculum, elementary school? This is supposed to be a conversation and if it evolves into a discussion about G-d, great, but angles I don’t like. Angles are for measurements and geometry classes and picture taking, not personal conversations.
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink. The good thing about that is, you can get a drink yourself: common ground to save yourself (part of the some). So here we are again but hopefully this time she won’t feel the need to ask why. Now where did I put those scissors?