The
more we talk, the less sense we make, so what good does it do to talk?
Ecclesiastes 6:11 CEV
To
listen to someone else speak takes work.
I must put aside my desire and force myself to concentrate on another. I must die to self while placing another
before me.
The
writer of Ecclesiastes says, the more we talk,
the less sense we make, so what good does it do to talk? Talking… am I
providing information? Compassion? Love?
Or is it control? Do I want to
control another with my words?
Impressions. I’ll admit there are times when I am rather
impressed with my verbosity. My
knowledge. My keen sense of wit. And then I stop talking long enough to see
the faces around me… I know the truth. I
make no sense.
Silence. Do we fear it or embrace it? Encourage it as a way to listen to others
around us? The world at work,
speaking. GOD. GOD leading us and guiding us in HIS still
small voice?