Have you read the warning on the labels of bottles that instructs "Not to be taken internally"? I was in the shower today when I read these words for the millionth time, this time on the back of a shampoo bottle. It is a "duh" instruction, one of those rules that we all know without having to be told.
But I understood something about myself. I ignore those warnings. I take everything internally. Every little conversation, song, idea, adventure or moment of aloneness I take internally. It all goes deep inside; I have no option for "ignore" or "take no notice." Even on bottles with the "do not take internally" written in big red letters, I cannot help myself. It forces its way down my throat and into my brain processes and secret thoughts.
Perhaps that's why I'm so poisoned.
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I as well. Far too affected by everything, and far too emotionally attached to and involved with everybody.
Remind me to show you poem heavily related to this topic. =) Call it "Confessions" for short. No, it's not the one about pliable hearts etc that I believe I sent you before.
It's funny how poison is... Poison can destroy, but often what kills a person is not the poison itself, but the body's attempt to get rid of the poison. Interesting, no? Perhaps a little poison is a good thing.
I'm glad you posted this, otherwise I'd have taken the title of this blog a completely different way. Not the way you meant it, but perhaps not necessarily a wrong way?
Ways like how...
It's funny how not only do we take things internally, but we ourselves are taken internally.
Taken internally by other people, and therefore obligated to make sure we ourselves are not poisonous.
Taken internally- not externally, for hands remain without caress, but taken internally- completely owned and consumed by Christ.
And perhaps when He's flowing through our veins... there's no place left for poison.
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