{"id":582,"date":"2009-05-06T18:44:00","date_gmt":"2009-05-06T22:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=582"},"modified":"2009-05-06T18:44:00","modified_gmt":"2009-05-06T22:44:00","slug":"hum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=582","title":{"rendered":"Hum&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SgLZb-XGhyI\/AAAAAAAABoc\/sN9bqMjM6EI\/s1600-h\/thinking-pic.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 203px;\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/SgLZb-XGhyI\/AAAAAAAABoc\/sN9bqMjM6EI\/s400\/thinking-pic.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333063983379679010\" \/><\/a><br \/>Here is a few things I have learned this week past:<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight:bold;\">Hospitality is a gift.<span style=\"font-style:italic;\"><\/span><\/span>  Not everyone can naturally be a gracious host.  It requires a self-less person that worries and considers their guest constant needs.  Whether it is feeding, resting, entertaining or comforting&#8230; it is something that one considers every minute of that visit.<\/p>\n<p>I was on the receiving end of this&#8230; what a delight.  I felt loved and cherished and special.  There are many levels of hospitality, of course&#8230; but to receive the 5 star treatment while in someone&#8217;s house is extra special.  It is  one of those special gifts that God bestowed on special people.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight:bold;\">Gift Giver and Gift Receiver&#8230; they are two very different things<span style=\"font-style:italic;\"><\/span><\/span>.   I love giving gifts.  I love that special something that has someone I love name all over it.  It may cost $2 and be a silly thing or $20 and be a token of love.  It  makes me feel really good to shop for someone else.  Actually, it is one of my favorite past-times.<\/p>\n<p>I have learned it is very hard for some people to accept gifts without blushing when they are used to being a giver.  But it is an important element&#8230; for one to accept the token of love&#8230; otherwise you are robbing the giver of the pleasures you so fully know as the giver.  Sometimes it is easier to be the constant doer&#8230; than  accept  and be the receiver.  This is a moment you just need to &#8220;suck it up!&#8221;  \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight:bold;\">Silence&#8230; it is a good thing.<span style=\"font-style:italic;\"><\/span><\/span> Sometimes, after someone shares with you a hurt or pain&#8230; there are no words to make it better.  Nothing you say will fix it.  They don&#8217;t expect you to fix it.  Sometimes when someone shares&#8230; it is a privilege to hear their story.  Sometimes the only response that is appropriate is silence.  Silence does not mean discomfort.  It can be just what it is.  A moment  that was shared.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight:bold;\">I learned that life can be discombobulating even when it is good. <span style=\"font-style:italic;\"><\/span><\/span> I feel that right now.  I feel like I should be doing more&#8230; yet  am stuck.  I am not sure how to take that next step&#8230; or what that next step is.   I have ideas&#8230; actually too many ideas&#8230; but I guess I am really hoping that God will take the lead on this.  Maybe waiting is O.K.<\/p>\n<p>These are just some thoughts of my week&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a few things I have learned this week past: Hospitality is a gift. Not everyone can naturally be a gracious host. It requires a self-less person that worries and considers their guest constant needs. 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