Thursday, September 6, 2007

A Prayer of Thanksgiving...

... for the way God works in ministry, in relationships. For a gift of listening... which I don't really think is my gift, by the way... which suddenly made itself manifest today with the scariest, crustiest, most difficult Pillar of the Church. I mirrored back something I heard... and was met with a torrent of passionate tears that told me my words had hit home, and that this person feels acknowledged... at last.

Not my gift. God, not me. Thank you. Thank you.

5 comments:

Jan said...

Thank you, Lord, that Cecilia followed your urgings and listened and spoke how you wished. Thank you.

LittleMary said...

listening not your gift? really? ok then. i beg to differ.

Cecilia said...

I'm bad. People talk to me and I'm adding up calories in my head, or trying to figure out how much cord I'm going to need for a wall hanging or wondering where I put my Hebrew lexicon. I'm not a good listener. I think I may have a touch of ADD (it runs in families, they say). Anyway, thanks for the affirmation.

sharecropper said...

Thanks be to God that you were in the right place at the right time in the right frame of mind.

IT said...

Good for you! I think you have good instincts. I hope this means a new step to your relationship with Pillar.

I do the same thing, I think it's a touch of Aspberger's (I am a scientist, we're all supposed to have Aspbergers!). I've learned somewhat to multitask --let one part of my brain run on, while the other is told to focus focus focus on the person before me. But I am very distractable.

The real problem I have is seeing people. I can walk right past people I know without realizing it.

IT