Wrestling with Pigs?

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white and gray bird on the bag of brown and black pig swimming on the beach during daytime

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Full confession, yes, yes I do enjoy wrestling with pigs, as gently and kindly as possible, that is. “Iron sharpens iron.”  Discussions can be edifying, educating, and it helps one to understand people so you know how to love them better.

Everybody has something to teach us, even if it is, “don’t be that guy.” Chuckling here, but “don’t be that guy” is kind of the bottom rung of the ladder, but at the very least even rotten people can teach you how NOT to be. Ahhhh, now I understand. So that’s why we don’t want to wallow in bitterness past it’s pull date…..

I hope I have not alienated the whole word by calling people pigs. I happen to really enjoy little piggies, so I am not using that term as an insult or a hierarchal statement of worth or something. “Wrestling with pigs” is more like, “come let us reason together.” Let’s look at this from different angles and try to understand one another.

It is not very fashionable in the modern world! Still chuckling, because I’m not sure “wrestling with pigs” could ever be said to have been “fashionable.” Fashion and pig wrestling just do not go together! But what I mean is, the modern world seems very relationally fractured, very ideologically driven, very unwilling to have discussions and consider the shades of grey in our world.

Normally I enjoy pigs very much, but recently hubby and I encountered a hogzilla. We both looked at that thing and hubby asked, “what the heck is that?”  I kid you not, my eyes were seeing a Rhinoceros. It’s funny how your eyes can fool you, how your brain can struggle to process the data you are receiving. I searched this whole scene looking for rhino evidence before it even occurred to me there might be another possibility to consider.

We people can be much like that in our communication, in our attempts to understand one another. We think we know what we are hearing, we leap to conclusions, and we often fail to listen to one another properly.

Today I just feel compelled to try to encourage people to get really good at listening, to treat one another kindly, and to not believe everything you think.

black hog prone lying on soil under shade of tree

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