A Friend Who Listens

I have a friend who listens.

What a rare treat to find!

The heart is free to unravel

the mystery it hides.

It takes time to listen,

gentleness and kindness too.

It takes putting another

before itself

and even putting on another's shoes.

It takes humility to listen.

No one cares about what you know

until they know you care.

But the sweet thing about listening

is that it needs know nothing 

and anyone can find solace

within the depth of caring ear.

To find one who listens 

is to find a hidden spring.

In the desert of parched speaking,

an ear is the quencher of thirst.

No man needs our opinions.

For all that a man possesses 

without the heart of God

is void and death.

Life demands us hurry.

It demands a song and dance.

The strings are attached

to gnarly and evil hands.

The breath of God brings freedom,

liberty and wide open spaces.

It lifts wings tucked closely in

and to soaring heights.

Let us listen.

May our ears be to Gods mouth.

And if we ever speak,

may His words be gently spoken

and His alone.

You can tell 

if you are a person of freedom.

When that other person leaves you,

you are not angry 

because they didn't take your advice.

You don't talk about them 

behind their back

and decide on subtle plans.

When we listen with Gods heart,

we offer something 

that was never ours to begin with.

And since it begins and ends with God,

you know He will continue

all that He started 

with this one and that.

I have a friend who listens 

and He is the Best!

He is my loving Savior.

And I can lay my head

on His chest.

Be a friend who listens.

Be one with Him

who was and is and is to come.

Don't be moved 

from His heartbeat 

and may your words ever whisper 

what He says

to a world full of precious treasures

handled ever so roughly.