Emotions.
That word has been motoring around in my mind for weeks on end. I've been asking myself questions like, if choices lead and feelings follow what is the role of emotions? Why do some people have such 'big feelings'? Were the people who have made snarky comments to me about me being such an emotional being over the years right all along? What about the people who have told me my emotions are my 'superpower'?
Then, while working with a group of teachers talking about Greek and Latin roots, my questions about the purpose of emotions began to be answered in the words morphology.
The word emotions is broken down as follows:
E- the prefix means out + MO- the root that comes of the derivative of move+ TION- the suffix means the process of = the process of moving out
The Two Guys and a Truck of the soul, the part that moves things out.
But out of where and to where? I wonder if it is what thoughts and will hitch onto to move between the spiritual realm and the physical. Maybe that's why it is so imperative to make the decisions ahead of time about what one will believe and how one will act in spite of things that come our way. If not, those tricky emotions can move us out into the wrong direction. However, if we decide added of time that they are not going to be in control, then we can rest easy and let them carry between the spirit and the body. They can serve as a spiritual thermometer to help us figure out how to pray.
I know to some this sounds completely ludicrous and to some it makes sense. For me, I was named after a feeling for goodness sake... well kind of... Misty. I've been Misty most of my life. I can testify that following my emotions have lead me to ignore the prompts of the Spirit and have gotten me into a heap of heartbreak. I can attest to relationships that have been damaged because of this juxtaposition. I can clearly point to chaos and confusion time and time again because feelings were inadvertently given the place of God in my life. Choices lead. Feelings follow. Not the other way around.
