In general, Christians are miserable listeners. We are soooo sure we have all the right answers that it never really occurs to us to LISTEN.
Here is an anecdote for what I mean.
I run. There is a park just down the road from my fashionable pad in the thriving metropolis of suburbia USA. I often run down to the park to stretch and do sprints and whatnot. I am hanging on the monkey bars monkeying around when an older gentleman approaches me.
He says to me: “Do you know that God loves you?”
“Yes, I do,” I reply as I change my yoga position. (BTW, Yoga stretching on the monkey bars is sooo fun.)
“Do you know that He sacrificed His Son on a cross?”
I move to Proud Warrior. “Yes, I do.”
“Do you know why?”
Yes, I do. “He died on the cross to give me access to the covenants of promise and the commonwealth of Israel so that God could end the hostility between Himself and man, so that we could all participate in the Anointing that liberates burdens and destroys yokes, eradicating the penalty of death from the earth.”
(Yes, I said all of that.)
He didn’t even take a breath.… Read the rest
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