It is true. And now that I am at the last few chapters of life, I am purposely so.
Let me explain.
I’ve always been a little stupid about people, about their motivations and intentions, and I tend to trust people. So as life went along with the hard knocks that such trust invites, I developed an overall policy of general caution, a tendency to say “no” “hands off”, to protect from the inevitable exploitation that such trust will be vulnerable to… but I kept that openness which gives people the benefit of the doubt. Even when it gets taken advantage of.
I share myself in ways that makes me look stupid. I know that, but I purposely do it anyway. I refuse to harden that part of me, no matter what others want to think of it. Because I chose to be that person, and refuse to allow that part to get trampled into oblivion.
You have to do that if you are not to lose yourself. I think that this is part of what God does with us: help us to not lose ourselves, and if we do lose ourselves to find our true selves in him.
If I want to love someone who has plainly rejected me- that is my business. If it makes me stupid, so be it.
I embrace my stupidity because it is my way of embracing others despite their faults.
It might not be the smartest way to go about this…but as I started out this confession: I’ve always been a little stupid; that way.