I have been reflecting again on the communication dilemma that besets mankind.
Mankind is greatly handicapped when it comes to understanding his fellow man/woman.
I believe – that man is born with sin ingrained in his nature. And although it’s somewhat of a mystery, it is clearly seen by it’s fruits of death. It greatly effects his ability to discern and judge properly.
I realise that not everyone takes that view.
Let me start by being overly-simplistic in my illustrations of what I would like to share in this post.
The number 4 – is what I mean. But you think I mean four. And someone else thinks I mean IV.
The same thing only different?
I saw a beautiful blue sky the other day – I meant cerulean but you thought I meant ultramarine.
Two friends sitting conversing, while the radio weather forecast is being shared. One friend heard: ‘Mist or fog will descend…’
The other friend was aghast at the weatherman treating us as children in sharing the forecast:
“Imagine…” she said – “referring to Fog as ‘Mister’…”
I speak of the resurrection of the dead, a fundamental belief in the Christian Faith – but you read into my statement – the idea of coming back from the dead as in re-incarnation, something I do not believe in. You have misunderstood my words.
I talk of freedom of spirit – you think I mean a so called: ‘free spirit’ – someone who dabbles indiscriminately in every experience under the sun, eventually experiencing the negative consequences. No I meant Christ setting us free.
‘Jimmy’ tells ‘Carol’ he loves her. Poor Carol goes away on a high, looking forward to the future romantic interlude with Jimmy. Failing to realise he should have added ‘As a friend…’
A lot of verbal argument is not so much to do with disagreeing as it is in misunderstanding the other person in the argument.
He thought you meant this – when you meant that.
Mis-communication is common to man.
‘Put the bin out…’ meant – for refuse collection. You ran for the fire extinguisher.
When it comes to sharing the Christian faith, many think what is shared is A-ok and even hit like buttons – when they have in actual fact misunderstood.
I was largely guilty of ignoring the signs, when God was trying to get through to me. Every prompt He sent my way I dismissed with my own reasoning.
This was not always a conscious act on my part.
Paul the apostle tells us of his pre-conversion days that the wrong he committed was done ignorantly and in unbelief – actually going way off-track – in that he thought he was actually pleasing God.
When any kind of message is sent our way – it can either create fear, indifference, annoyance, or we misunderstand it, and wrongly conclude what it actually means.
Think about this. Why do we so easily misunderstand? And misunderstand each other?
Just part of the result of a fallen world under the limitations of human flesh, the natural mind forms all kinds of wrong conclusions.
I love Candy.
No not the girl – the sweets – the confectionery. What did you think I meant?