Friday, May 28, 2010


Actions speak louder than words.

This statement is truly one of the most stale and unimaginative cliches. But in my life, right now, this simple sentence is extremely true.

I think this is why God brings friends into our lives -- for those moments when the world seems to be moving backwards and nothing makes sense. They are the splashes of brilliantly-toned paint upon a shredded, black canvas.

It's not always a conversation or an aptly timed word.

You can find it in the gestures.

The silence.

Phone calls where not a word is said; the silent friendship is assurance enough. The ability to communicate volumes with a simple glance. A simple touch - a gentle hand resting on an arm, the perfectly timed hug, the soft bump of a foot under a table, an arm around the heavy-laden shoulder. Not merely a shoulder to cry on when times are hard, but someone whose heart will break with yours.

Even in the distance that can separate the closest of friends, there are some things that can cross state lines, even half the country. Late night movies where only the telephone and mutual television screens tie you together. Skype conversations that tie together two best friends from north to south.

It doesn't always take words. Sometimes, it just takes a gesture.

As soon as he had finished speaking to Saul, the soul of Jonathan was knit to the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul. And Saul took him that day and would not let him return to his father's house. Then Jonathan made a covenant with David, because he loved him as his own soul.

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon