It is amazing to allow others to speak into your life. It is not that they see what you do not (although sometimes they do), but they are often able to bring the right elements for consideration into focus. My brain, awash in the many elements that comprise existence, is often afloat at sea. There are so many things to consider, which is most important? With ears open, you hear what you need to.
And what I heard yesterday was "pith". Be pithy!
I tend to over say it. Over do it. Be outlandish. And I think all of that could be fine, even appreciated, if I could add an element of pithy to the delivery. If I could start with a condensed form of the problem with a smiling hint at the solution then others would be greatly appreciative of the work that I put in to deliver them the goods.
But, I told Brooks yesterday, and I was not kidding, that I think that I may have some disability there. My lips arrive at the conclusion my brain had come to as they speak, which helps my brain come to further clarity. I'm not kidding.
Ending where I began, I think the answer rests with listening. Doing that simple thing I can synthesize without having to say words myself, and come to the clarity needed for the depositing the dynamite gem for the circumstance.
Heavenly Father, have you not said it, be quick to listen, slow to speak? And yet, I stumble all over my feet on this one. I love to hear myself talk. Help me walk in the way of discipline regarding my speech. And let my ears be open. To be someone who has ears to hear.
In Jesus Name,
Amen
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