Kim

Hi, Lin!

Again, taking one sentence to help get my whole point across.

“I know some very touchy feely emotional men as we all do.”

Actually, I’ve never met a touchy-feely guy in my entire life unless he was also the “female” of a homosexual pair …seriously. Jesus weeping doesn’t mean he was in touch with his “inner female” on a daily basis…my almost non-emotive and mostly silent husband cried when we lost our 4 year old, after all…and Jael doesn’t seem to me to be entirely applicable to what we’re discussing. Just because she eliminated a serious personal threat doesn’t mean she was Mrs. Rambo on a daily basis. Even I, Mrs. Nauseated-at-Roadkill, could most likely do some serious damage if need be, under the right circumstances.

One other thing to pull out and answer is that I don’t celebrate differences, really. They just “are”, in my view.

I appreciate that you’re trying to paint a new picture for me, and I wish I could get into it, but the “colors” aren’t really helping me envision an answer other than the one I’ve given–and so I’ll let my voice lapse into silence and let yourself and the rest of the wonderful scholars here resume the finer points of interlinear definitions at this time. As you suggested, love is the real answer anyway, and someday we’ll have a perfect understanding of all these points that vex us now.

Blessings!