Sunday, October 02, 2011

I know why I'm not a good speller...

You go about your life wondering why you struggle in an area.  You see it at a negative.  Nothing good will come from it.  Until out of the blue God lets you in on the reason.

I love English.  I enjoy a good story and a well crafted word picture.  I am a poet.  My best thoughts comes in by the eyes and through the brain and out through my fingers and onto a white blue lined paper or the white screen.  I have a BA degree in English Education. However, my biggest struggle is the spelling.  I can see the front letters and the caboose letters but in the middle they run together.  Unfortunately, phonetics was not the trend of the day.  I find it embarrassing in front of others.  I love the dictionary though and I am not afraid to use it.  I love the iMac and now the ios5 update for the ipod touch because the dictionary is right there at your finger tips and you don't have to run and lug out the dictionary. I have always meant to reteach myself in spelling but there are always more interesting things to do.

It was Saturday night and the curtain opens up on a scene where the church singles had gathered together for food (yuck), fun, and football (yuck).   One of the girls was commenting on Mrs. So & So from the Ukraine that had written 'Couch So & So' instead of 'Coach So & So'.  I could not believe my ears!  Not only do I like Mrs. So & So, I consider her a rising friend of mine.  First of all believers are not to make fun of other believers or others in general.  I work out there in the world and I am tired of all the backbiting.  Being with believers should be a place to relax and enjoy others.   Second, my life has been filled with multicultural friends.  My Vietnamese high school friend is always calling me asking me English questions.  English is one of the hardest languages to learn.  The rules are not always cut and dry.  I went home quite upset about the comments.  Then I realized why I am bad speller.

I am a quiet observer and a hearty listener.  I know how to ask the questions.  I ultimately want others to feel safe in my presence.  I don't want them to hide.  The real person is Eternal not some misspelled word.

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