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Listen, Listened, Listening, Listens

Listening, what a miraculous experience, talent, gift to possess and share. Are we really listening?

Listen, have you ever felt so good inside, you just could not help yourself. I mean whatever it was you were desperately needing, wanting, begging to do, "just plopped out, right there in front of your face" - a life changing experience?

The moment you meet a real friend, something great has just happened. I don't know if you hunt, fish or garden, but whatever it was that you were really so tied-up in knots about, just happened, for the first time?

I do not know if you play sports? Receiving a degree, your dream or something for which you have worked like hell all your life? I don't know if you ride horses? From a child, up; it was your dream. There are unlimited possibilities to be GREAT!


"If you want to be listened to, you should put in time listening." -- Marge Piercy

It's hard to listen and talk at the same time.

You need peace, quite and comfort.

Then Eli realized it was the Lord who was calling the boy. So he said to Samuel, "Go and lie down again, and if someone calls again, say, 'Yes, Lord, your servant is listening.'" So Samuel went back to bed. And the Lord came and called as before, "Samuel! Samuel!" And Samuel replied, "Yes, your servant is listening."

1 Samuel 3:8-10 NLT

Speak, Lord, in the stillness, while I wait on Thee; hushed my heart to listen in expectancy. Speak, O blessed Master, in this quiet hour, let me see Thy face, Lord, feel Thy touch of power.-- Emily May Grimes

God revealed himself mightily to the prophet Elijah, sending fire to burn the sacrifice on Mount Carmel. But later, as Elijah moped on the mountain, the Lord taught him an important lesson. There was a wind, an earthquake, and a fire—but the Lord was not in any of these. Then came a still, small voice. That was how God chose to speak to His prophet.

The same is true today. We long for fire from heaven to silence the skeptics once and for all, but God doesn't usually work that way. Long ago He revealed Himself as a helpless baby sleeping in a dirty feed trough, and today He speaks quietly to ordinary people like you and me—if only we are still enough to listen. That is the sentiment expressed by Emily May Grimes in the words of the hymn, "Speak, Lord, in the Stillness."

To whom are you listening?


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