Communication…. Its hard. With all this texting and tweeting you would think talking might come smoothly and naturally. But nope. And don’t try to pretend like you are such a expert. We all want to be heard but the listening is the part that hooks us.
We work at it, read a book, implement some practices. We all have the best intentions, so don’t be discouraged and give up. Its just we struggle, Im not alone and neither are you.
But really, that my be the lesson in itself. Its really not about me and truth be told, its not about you either. All the conversations we are having out loud and in our heads don’t serve us much if they don’t either, honour the King or proclaimed His glory.
So the Trucker decided we should get some chickens and left me in charge of the rest. I wanted to brain storm and plan out or little Hen Hostile together, but we just couldn’t seem to connect on the topic so with a will and a way I pushed forward and ran his toes right over with my Chicken tractor…. All for the lack of listening and articulating.
And how may others have been mowed down at the cost of productivity? In our Churches and in our Schools. We decide and we do. We take over and sacrifice team work and delegating, just to save the meeting and the talking. But how can we ever be known? How will we ever know the Father if we can’t stop and sit at His feet and do our half of the communicating?
But that takes faith to be ready to obey. Sometimes we only want marching orders, but not all the steps we are to take along the way. I know its true for me. I put off prayer till Im ready to surrender and then Ill bring it to the Lord. But that will never stretch my faith, I will never grow that way. It is the process of figuring out the procedure that propels us forward and into faithfulness. When we are willing to obey we are willing to communicate. When we are ready to admit “Its not my will, but Yours” That is when we Talk our Walk.
Because sometimes the walking is the easy part, everyone can fake a good walk but to surrender our stillness, is the practice of patience and perseverance. Some times I confuse Busyness with Holiness and I forget to stop and Pray.
I sacrificed doing life together for the sake of getting the work done and I had to repent over a Chicken Tractor. What a stilly thing to have lost patience on. Here in my wanting to have it done and over and my way, I missed a chance to create and build and grow and dream with the one who I Love.
How much more do we miss our chance to operated with the Lover of our Souls when we don’t stop and pray. When we miss what is truly important. When we Martha our way right out of communion with Christ.
Stop and Slow and Savour and let the words sink in. Some times marriage looks like staying in a hard conversation, 2 hours after the conversation has started. Communication isn’t easy, that we know, but if I listen twice as much as I talk. If we take the time to allow our words to sink in and give grace and creativity a chance to grow. We will Grow to.
Patience is tied to good communication and good communication always comes from a heart that is humble and ready to serve and sacrifice. When we are truly ready to communicate we are truly ready to compromise. That is the place were conflict flees. That is the language of Love, living out Faithfulness to give Flourishing. That is a conversation that Honours God.