2025

This is the start of another year and an opportunity for new beginnings. Do you remember when we approached the year 2000 with the hopes and aspirations we had then. We also feared that technology would fail and no computers would work when the year date had three zeros in it. None of these things happened. Sadly, I even think we have more global wars now than we did then.

More than ever we can pray the words of the carol ‘Oh hush your noise, you men of strife and hear the angels sing.’ Edmund Sears. The world is a noisier place than it used to be . Music, though not always recognizable as such, blares out from every shop we enter and many car stereo systems. Our ears are assailed at every point. It seems we can’t cope with silence. With more noise, we hear less.

This is quite a sad picture, but we don’t need to be overcome by it. We need to listen to the still, small voice of God and we can do so in our hearts, whatever is happening around us. On the whole He won’t shout at us (though sometimes we need it).We need to treasure our Quiet Time or that period when it is just God and us. How can we obey if we don’t hear and listen?

May we listen to the angels, give ourselves the opportunity to obey with Gideon and with Samuel may we say ‘Speak Lord, your servant hears.’

Time to Listen

Anyone who has reached old age will know only too well the disadvantages. With old age comes less mobility, more pain, failing of mind or body and a general feeling of wearing out. But I can assure you there are many advantages. Firstly, we all know people who haven’t had the privilege of reaching their three score years and ten. One of the many pluses is that no longer do others have high expectations of us, which we can’t attain to. No longer are we CEO’s or world leaders. I still can’t get used to people offering me a seat on the bus, it used to be the other way round.

One of the greatest blessings is having time to listen to people. Three times recently people have gone out of their way to spend time with me and share their problems and worries. Maybe they didn’t want to burden families or maybe the family was the problem. I can’t say I’ve given any special words of wisdom or wonderful advice, but I’ve just listened. I have had the time. Sometimes we have been able to pray together and sometimes I’ve prayed for them later. Jesus is our example, He had time to listen to the woman at the well.

Listening

As I’ve moved into a new home, I now have new neighbours; oh, how I miss the old ones! Of course all my new neighbours are absolutely lovely, but there has to be one exception.

This dear lady never, ever listens. Her conversations are monologues. Even if I ask her a question, she continues on her own way. It is not a hearing problem either. It is almost impossible to get away from her and I frequently have to walk away in her mid paragraph. If it is loneliness, I’ve tried giving her quality time but it makes no difference.

When I was a young person, we had a trick for coping with such occasions. During the torrent of words, we would say ‘ I murdered my grandmother last night.’ There was never any response. As I’m in my 80’s now, I obviously can’t use that phrase any more.

Does God feel like that with us? Do we go on and on requesting but never listening? Is God waiting to speak to us but not able to get a word in edge ways?