Listening is a subtle art. Ann is very good at it. She is one of those people in whose company you discover things you didn’t know about yourself – or simply take seriously the implications of the situation you are in.
I met someone today who has the same skills in the subtle arts.
I had introduced the desire to do something active regularly. Like cycling.
I would have been happy to agree to the desirability of such a noble aim, and perhaps discuss the practical difficulties of such an endeavour.
Oh No! He saw beyond, to sensible practical measures to allow this aim to be realised, with pertinent irrefutable advice that actually suits my ways of engagement.
I think I should be grateful. I will have to keep you posted on this.
The rich young ruler, who came to Jesus wanting to talk about loving God and all that, did go away and sell all he had. Because that is what he wanted and needed to do. How do I know that? Because Jesus was a great listener, and being listened to gave him the push he needed. It might have just took a little while for the shekel to drop.
Me? Well, I suppose I’d better get on my bike…