Beating the pavement when we should be at rest.
Taming of the shrewd. Shrewd investing is investing in others.
The deep sense of being fed rather than making sense of something in order to understand.
Gut wrench.
It is more than intellectual assent. It is an act of the will.
Contrast and comparison or Person? Proof or Truth? Words or Word? Read or Hear? Analyse or Realize? Black or White or Dark and Light? See or Know?
The telltale sign that you aren't listening.
Movers and shapers, not shakers.
Adapting to our adoption.
"I'm just being honest."
Even Moses was at one time a basket case as a child. Exodus 2:3-4 We must return as a child to have us transformed- found and lifted- by the basket-case feeling of our lives being opened so it no longer is a cold case. It's as an adult child that we feel silly and embarassed as to what really matters to us, yet we begin to share those things anyway at the risk of being shamed. We tend to weave our own basket case into which we hem ourselves where the hem of the Garment cannot be touched.
Know before you sew.
When I substitute image for intimacy. By denying my intuitive longing for a moral choice to be made that answers what truly matters, I intellectually deny my purpose-driven arguments that would take me there. Intellectual cowardness leads only to deep frustration and I move into my head to live rather than using my head to live out a true life of purpose based on a Promise that there is an Anchor full of promises.
There is a hurt that hurts others. It can start out as a crutch that allows healing until one can walk again. But a crutch can change form into revenge that makes it impossible to walk again without also trampling on another's ability to walk. A Cain doesn't make you Abel.
The heir becomes thin at higher altitudes. The higher we're lifted, the more that must roll off the back.