love me like a song...

ever notice how much more you appreciate and enjoy a song once you've heard the background behind the song? or, if the song is written by someone you know, the deeply personal relationship doesn't give you a chance to doubt the greatness of the tune?

I wonder if this is true of our interactions with people...

I don't like certain people--judging only by the external and the opinions of others, and sometimes this is further solidified by an actual experience in the person's presence

but I've found myself shocked and amazed at how differently I can view one or another of these people once I am able somehow (and typically against my wishes) to get to know them

people are jacked up for so many reasons--the baggage is not convenient and exists without regard to our comfort

but like a song that I love--that I listen to in the quiet times, times of inspiration and tears and remembering and forgetting--people (God's joy, full of some divine spark I suppose and the reason for that Sacrifice) can become a treasure, if for nothing more than the pleasant surprise of being humbled

and making me consider Jesus