Don’t stop listening

I love me some big puppy ears… so soft, so warm and sweet. My Samson’s got a marvelous pair. But unfortunately, he isn’t the best listener; like when he ignores my outrage and sticks his entire head into the kitchen trash can. I hate it when he does that.

Can you imagine what God must think of us when we do stupid things that we know are going to get us in trouble? Don’t you think He’d get really tired of telling us to not do stupid things like put our heads in the trash can? I bet He gets real tired of telling me. Apparently, I’m a slow learner. Or maybe I’m just a selective listener. Either way, it gets me in a heap of trouble.

You know, God is always talking to us, even when we aren’t listening. His sweet Holy Spirit is always there; His Word promises it: But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you (John 14:26).

Once again, in my experience, it’s easier said than done.

Listening to God takes commitment, it takes action, at times it takes major humility, more than I’ve got, I’m sorry to say.

You would think God would be easy to hear; I mean, He is God. But that doesn’t mean He speaks loudly. And He’s a gentleman. We have the option to listen closely or to turn up the volume on everything else around us to drown out the patient, loving voice of our Father God.

But oh thank God, He is patient with us, He is merciful every day, and He keeps talking. We just have to keep listening.