“Our mouth is open to you, Corinthians; our heart is wide. You are not restricted by us, but you are restricted in your own affections. In return – I speak as to children – widen your hearts also.” -2 Cor. 6:11-13
- not like the widening you avoid on the highway; those yellow and black “Wide Load” signs that have you half-driving on the shoulder – warning grooves blaring at you like the horn of a tractor trailer – your hands tight on the steering wheel as you maneuver around the hauled farm tractor, or motor-home, or whatever oddly shaped package the truck carries, speeding on to wherever you’re going that’s so important.
- but a widening like a pair of open arms, invitation unspoken.
- sometimes we need to be told the obvious, in simple terms, because we are too distracted in our complex and involved lives; too closed off in our own minds, reviewing the day, of what still needs to be done; do we even hear the invitation?
- who will take the time to widen his heart when that means opening up his life for interruptions, of being put off [what he’s got his mind on], inconvenienced, of being made to feel [something unexpected and day-changing], of being humbled by words.
- but once you’ve seen it – the open, the free man – can you ignore it? standing in front of you, heart in his hand, eyes open and unafraid, fully human, inviting you to open up too just by having a wide heart himself.
- it is a sigh of relief; no, it is when your heart instinctively stretches the rubber bands around it in response and you toy with the idea of letting everything go.
- shoulders relax, heart settles, and you lean against the counter, holding your coffee mug, delaying the moment, and something inside answers, yes, this is what my life is for.
- “I’m standing under a white flag. Oh. Can you see me? Oh, can you see me? I’m standing for everything we have. Oh. Can you hear me? Oh, can you hear me?” [The Script, This=Love}