I started writing and questioning what I wrote to my travel buds regarding our year milestone. After pressing send and hearing from a couple of them, I felt- like I pushed send too soon. That maybe I shared too much. Gave to Real of a picture.
Although the letter wasn't- Opinionated. Judgment riddled. There were no fingers being pointed or names being called. It was just the facts, as we lived them- granted- through my eyes.
Maybe, like that Eddie Adams Time Magazine picture of the Viet Cong man being executed at the moment he was shot in the head... maybe the truth- doesn't always sit right, light, comfortable in our hearts and minds. That photo haunts me to this day and I bet I haven't seen it in 5-10 years. (ok- just saw it as I g00gled a link to it)
The letter bothered me too. Even before I heard feedback. Something whispered to me and has been since.
Did you read the commentary below Eddie Adams Viet Cong photo? "Still photographs are the most powerful weapon in the world. People believe them; but photographs do lie, even without manipulation. They are only half-truths. …"
I wrote the truth. As I saw it. As I experienced it. My truth. Not really 'our' truth. My warped narrow view.
I do not know the answer to "What should I have said?". I've searched for that answer and I don't really know. But the whisper I hear, reminds me to consider, HOW I say it. Reminds me that my heart must be open to be gentle, not just for the reader that I do not know. Perhaps the real lesson is to keep my heart open and temper my words. I'm sure that is biblical some how.
So, I'm sure I've said this before, as it tends to take me several lessons to learn one thing- I will be more cautious in my approach here. I will attempt to open my heart and show it clearly but softly with consideration.