But not really,
Rather, our paths crossed.
The private paths of our own separate worlds made a juncture
And we were there.
We told our impersonal namesAnd shook each other's hand
Warmly and firmly-to convey our interest
which wasn't there.
We shared our views
On weather, politics, the latest news
And other foreign things
which were not there.
And when the conversation lagged,
We said: "Well, glad to have met you"
"Same here"
We lied, smiled, extended our hands again, and parted-
Glad to be on our separate ways from our little meeting,
Today I met a man
But not really.
-Author unknown
The Trauma of Transparency,
A biblical approach to inter-personal communication
by J. Grant Howard
You are who you are for a reason.
You're part of an intricate plan.
You're a precious and perfect unique design,
Called God's special woman or man.
You look like you look for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You're just what he wanted to make.The parents you had were the ones he chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind,
And they bear the Master's seal.
No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shape your heart
So that into his likeness you'd grow to be.
You are who you are for a reason,
You've been formed by the Master's rod.
You are who you are, beloved,
Because there is a God!
-Russell Kelfer
The Purpose Driven Life
by Rick Warren

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