When I thought he wasn’t listening……..
Have you ever had a conversation with someone and felt as if you were talking to a brick wall. You speak about the same things repeatedly without anything changing. You become frustrated with the mere thought of having a conversation anymore because you feel as if it may all be in vain. Nobody wants to feel ignored; neither does anyone want to feel as if what their saying doesn’t matter. I’m sure you can relate to feeling this way at some point in your life.
Believe it or not, it’s impossible for you to have a conversation with someone multiple times and not be heard. Many times it’s not the conversation that frustrates us: it’s waiting on the response from the person that we’re talking to that we have a problem with. I’ve now realized that sometimes the response has been given to us, but because it’s not what we wanted to hear, feel or see we ignore it. Ever been in a relationship with someone and wanted to know where things were headed? Ever spoke to a superior about advancement? Ever felt as if you deserved something and never received it? Well you’re not alone, but what I want you to realize is your answers were there all along. That failed relationship failed for a reason, had it not failed you wouldn’t be with who you are with now.
That position you wanted so badly at your job was the first one they cut when the company had to downsize. Often we work so hard for things with an expectation of something bigger. Not only does this happen physically, but it also applies to us spiritually as well. I have been through so many things in my walk of life. I’ve been through so many changes some warranted and some unexpected, but the key word is “through.” Regardless of how difficult and painful things were at the time that I was in, somehow and some way I got “through” it!
The most trying time that I have experienced was when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. I prayed, begged and pleaded with God to spare her life. I watched her transition from this vibrant, jazzy and outgoing person to a frail, weak but still humbled little lady. Through it all I talked to God continuously with no response, until one day she passed away. I continued to talk to God. Only this time it was with anger, hurt and disbelief in my heart. I mean I’ve been talking to him for over a year with no response and when he answered this was what he did.
Are you serious? It wasn’t until I was able to stop speaking and start listening that he finally answered me. All this time I thought he wasn’t listening to me. Out of the blue a still small voice spoke to me and said “I heard your prayer, but I answered her’s.” It was that day that I realized in every conversation you’re being heard and the answer is always there, but we have to be quiet enough to not only see it but to hear it as well.