Are we really going there? We’ll see.
I’m sitting here, in a quiet house gazing out the window, watching the sun struggle to make it through the clouds. Causing the day light to be muted and soft. Winter’s temperatures are paying a visit, making outside a cold place. The feral cats don’t seem to mind though as they have been playing together for a while now. I have my coffee and yes, am still dressed in what my son calls my retirement uniform. Behind me, the electric, space heater is humming as it tries to warm this room.
This room is not large, but not small, you know, just right. It holds two desks, the one my computer is on and one that belonged to my grandfather. A very large wooden bookcase and several bookshelves mounted to the wall. A nice rug, some comfy chairs, a few plants to add life. And these big, wonderful windows to see the world. At least my part of the world. It is a comfortable room, one that in some definitions can be described as intimate. It says so right here, https://www.dictionary.com/browse/intimacy definition number seven.
Family is important to me.
Every single member whether I see them often or not, are important. Some define family as those related through blood or marriage. But family can be more. With open mind and heart, family can extent to coworkers, friends, store employees you see on a regular basis, church members, the list goes on. What makes family? The closeness, the trust, the understanding of the thoughts and emotions of each other. A special, familiar, bond. A desire to be friends but more. A desire to take care of each other, should there be a need.
It is when someone knows you well enough to trust you. They know they can talk with you about anything, share everything with you. there are no secrets. Do I have friends like that? I’m blessed to say yes. I do. I have friends who trust me, and in whom I trust with my own thoughts and concerns. As much as I write and share, I don’t believe I have any more secrets. Even the growing, crazy cat lady thing isn’t a secret any longer.
Which leads to the definition of knowing in detail. Where we have, intimate, knowledge of something. All the little intricate parts, thoughts, ideas, concepts. We know everything about a place, or job, or subject.
Side note, I thought I had intimate knowledge of where I worked and how everything operated, right down to the behind the, not so behind the scenes political parts. I knew the people I worked with and for and their personalities. Guess I didn’t. So now I work on learning myself and my purpose in this life. But, back to what I was saying…
We have studied a time in history until we are considered to be intimate with the time. We know it that well.
We can have, an intimate knowledge of God and His will, if and when we take the time to study His word, gather with like minds, whether in a corporate setting, with friends over coffee, or even online forums or conversations. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%2018%3A20&version=KJV
I’m thinking now, that intimacy is much more than just being physically and sexually active. It is more than, the act. There is a tenderness involved, a gentleness. It is a getting to know another completely to the point where it isn’t merely an act but a coming together. Of mind, spirit and body. It isn’t merely one body joining another, it is one mind, one heart, one spirit, touching and coming together with another. Finding something special, a commonality that can be discussed, enjoyed, shared and carried forth.
Intimacy isn’t just sex. Intimacy is knowing. Intimacy is understanding. Intimacy is togetherness. Intimacy, in its many forms, is to be sought and when found, treasured.