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An Unpleasant Hook


What is a can of worms anyway? I've seen a bag of worms, a cup full of worms, even a styrofoam container full of worms, but never a can. That just seems weird, but perhaps that's where they came from back in the day. I'm just not sure what day.

 So when I was talking to my teammates in Dallas this week, and one of them said in response to a question that they didn't want to open up a can of worms, a fairly ridiculous conversation erupted about the legitimacy of the statement, and the original question went unanswered. In fact, I don't even remember what it was.   

We did, however, have a great moment of connection, all sparked by a genuine curiosity and desire to enjoy each other's company.

"How wonderful and pleasant it is when brothers live together in harmony!" (Psalm 133:1)

 

Harmony. What a beautiful word. Mutual edification, humility, and care. Complementary, but individual elements enhance the outward experience of each other. How good and pleasant it is when people live together in harmony. It starts with the desire to be harmonious with others, not louder, smarter, more important, or right. Just complimentary.  

A can of worms could have been opened, and we could have hit some issues and hashed them out together, but that was less important than the connection. We did, in fact, cover a few things later, the proverbial can was opened, and we fished around with the worms a while. All made possible by the trust built by first finding harmony and a little levity. 

We concluded, no worms, no fish. Open the can, dig in, and get your hands dirty, but work on trusting the people you'll be fishing with first, or you may just find a hook stuck somewhere unpleasant. 

 


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