God wants to chat with us… but we often find ourselves too busy… too preoccupied… too full of ourselves to actually have a conversation… too loud to commune. We "pray"… but that usually involves us talking, blabbing, using God like we would a paid psychologist or a call-in radio talk show.
Have you ever had a one-sided relationship with someone who talked all the time? It's difficult. It takes great patience. It saps you dry. But you love the person so you put up with it… hoping for the day when the friendship becomes a bit more reciprocal… mutual… friend-like.
I've decided this week that I talk to God too much. Well… that might be overstating it a bit… Okay… a lot. I'm sure I don't spend enough time talking to God… not even close. What I mean, though, is that when I do talk to God… I'm the one talking. Rarely do I pay attention to God in our one-sided conversation. Rarely do I ask God what's going on with him. Rarely do I just sit down and ask God how he's doing. Rarely do I shut up long enough and open my ears so that I can hear what's on God's heart at that particular moment… and how I can be a good friend to him.
It's not that I think God needs me. It's just that I think God would like to talk to me. Too often I'm too arrogant and too thick-headed and too full of my own hot-air and too drowned in noise to even notice that God has something he'd like to say. 1 Samuel 3:1 says that in the early days of Samuel that God's word was rarely heard by the people. By the end of the chapter, Samuel is communing regularly with God, hearing and sharing a reciprocal conversation with the Creator. People noticed this… and were inspired to listen to God too. The change happens in the middle… when Samuel chooses to listen to God and hear what God has to say.
Friends listen to friends. That proves to me that God has acted as my friend. I wonder if I am a true friend of God.
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