When I finished, she looked me straight in the eyes and said, "I don't want to hear scripture right now; and I didn't come here to hear your thoughts and insights! I don't want that right now!" I was shocked and mad as hell. "Okay, fine," I shot back. "What do you want?" The anger had dimmed but her eyes were still full of hurt and tears. "I want you to just listen to me."
After she had left, some time later, I was still mad. So, I told the Lord about it. I told him all about it - how I felt about her, what I thought about her response,...the works. I even reminded Him of the scriptures He gave me. "You were wrong," He said. "I did give you those scriptures to show you specific things, but I never said, 'Say this...'. She was right; what she needed was for you to listen."
I realized something that day: being right isn't the issue. Ministry isn't the issue. Being a friend is. By that I mean listening - without any expectation of saying anything. "Everyone should be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger" (James 1:19). People don't care what you know until they know that you care. And the best way to let them know that you care is to listen, really deeply listen. After all, isn't this what Jesus does with us? Listens first, then speaks?
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