Honor will open doors, that debate cannot. Sowing a seed of understanding, will create a harvest of being understood.
Taking the time to hear and to listen, is time that can never be wasted. Pressing your ears against a human heart is the only way, it can be heard.
When eyes are cast down, the shoulders are shrugging or when the tears run slowly, a language is spoken, that only a tuned heart can decipher.
What are you living for? Are you living for the next fight? From one tumultuous situation to the next. Does debate thrill you?
Tell me, where are your spoils! What cubit has been added to the Kingdom for all your verbal sparring, wrangling and dissenting?
“I live in a high and holy place, but also with the one who is contrite and lowly in spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite.