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  1. Twenty-five years ago when Gwynly and I were dating, there came a time when I had to tell him something from my past that was hard to share. I was afraid he might not be able to accept me when he learned I wasn’t “perfect.” After I bared my soul, he opened his arms in a beautiful show of acceptance. I accepted his gift. He held me tight and said nothing. In so doing, he said just what I needed to hear. He loved me, even though I’m a “cracked pot.” No questions asked. Just love, mercy and grace outpoured.

  2. Cracking me up we are on the same wave today! 😀

    I wrote about this in a guest post over at Lisa Jordan’s. When I found out I needed major surgery for something my husband’s reaction spoke volumes.
    ~ Wendy

  3. I heard years ago that a “cracked pot” is a psychoceramic–I like that.
    I love the complete and warm silence when friends or family members are so close there is perfect understanding that they can enjoy a changing sunset or outdoor landscape or children’s or pet’s antics, and exchange a glance, but no words are necessary.

  4. Great quote.

    When I was young, silence was always there instead of yelling. I think sometimes I would have rather have had the yelling.

  5. A few years ago I did a “reading” at a local writers group I was involved with – a secular group. My prose-poem was a story of my conversion to Jesus (I did break down in tears at one part) and at the end there was utter silence…and it did speak volumes. Applause came shortly after but the silence spoke to me because I know that God had touched their hearts through the words of my testimony.

  6. Last week on the Alaskan cruise, I perched on the top deck one glorious morning to behold a vivid sunrise burst forth over the waters with no land in sight and no one around. Amidst the silence of waves, creation shouted loud and long of God’s majesty and matchless artistry. A more beautiful silence I could not have imagined.

  7. I’m not good at being quiet. Talking calms me down, but it’s not always effective. Anytime I can be quiet in the midst of my fear, it seems miracles happen. I think God’s trying to tell me, “Shhh.”

  8. I enjoyed reading these comments! Thanks for sharing, everyone. 🙂
    Silence. Well, I definitely like to have some when I’m looking for peace and quietness (which I LOVE!). Also it’s beautiful to have when you’re looking at nature or enjoying another moving work of God (e.g music- both of which I LOVE too!) But yeah, there are other times when it’s not the ideal, in my opinion. For ex: when you’re trying to engage someone in a conversation- (anyone else had a similar experience?) or then again when having a family get- together.

    But excellent post today, Beth. 🙂

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