Because when we disagree, I am challenged with my own beliefs, perceptions and realities.
Because when we have differences, we connect and understand in deeper ways that we could ever have hoped to without the differences that make us who we are.
We are beckoned to bring the very things to the cross that we hold so dearly.
To nail into the wood that which we clench firmly to with our grubby little hands, insisting on its necessity.
Asking us offer up the very things that we cannot imagine living without to find a love and hope that we in fact cannot live without.
When the team gets is out of sync during a trauma resuscitation, things get chaotic and off kilter, someone will call for a reset. A ‘reset’ is common language in the trauma bays. It means that the entire team stops and resets the resuscitation. We needed a reset in our marriage, so we called for one.
It was only when I looked into his eyes that we were able to move together a one. One dance with two partners with differing steps.
It’s only when you are looking one another in the eyes that you can surrender to the rhythm of the music.
It’s only when you are looking one another in the eyes that you can dance in step together