to hear- to be aware of (sound) through the ear; to perceive or apprehend by the ear
to listen- to pay attention to someone or something in order to hear what is being said, sung, played, etc.; to hear something with thoughtful attention
Open your ears, pause your tongue and listen to what's around you. Have you ever heard, do you even know, the music of this world? We speak, we spout words, and I more than many will chatter endlessly, like we don't know what will happen if we stop. But have you ever tried? For even just a moment, step out the door, without a word in your mouth, set a hand to your ear. The wind sings a melody as it dances and swirls through the grass, catches the leaves in the trees and laughs at it's brushing through your hair. The crickets harmonize, if only you're still, and the birds send trills of delight to join the chorus. The squirrels, chipmunks, lizards, they talk through their skittering and scratching. Did you know that sometimes silence has the most voice of all? Sometimes if you just listen, you are overwhelmingly filled with the music in a place where you thought there was no sound.
Open your ears, pause your tongue and listen to what's around you. Have you ever heard, do you even know, the music of this world? We speak, we spout words, and I more than many will chatter endlessly, like we don't know what will happen if we stop. But have you ever tried? For even just a moment, step out the door, without a word in your mouth, set a hand to your ear. The wind sings a melody as it dances and swirls through the grass, catches the leaves in the trees and laughs at it's brushing through your hair. The crickets harmonize, if only you're still, and the birds send trills of delight to join the chorus. The squirrels, chipmunks, lizards, they talk through their skittering and scratching. Did you know that sometimes silence has the most voice of all? Sometimes if you just listen, you are overwhelmingly filled with the music in a place where you thought there was no sound.
But
not just in nature...
There
is another world of which we are often unaware. We are so caught up
in the here and now, the us and what we are thinking, saying, doing,
in life that we never see past it. And yet...if you think hard enough
I'm sure every one of us has caught at least one glimpse of that
world, if not more. But we brush it aside so swiftly that it blows
from our minds like dust and we give it no more notice. The world of
the unsaid is what you cannot even hear unless you listen closely.
You heard the bitterness in a boy's speech when he speaks about
men...but did you listen to the pain that lies under it because his
father never valued him? You heard the calm acceptance of the third
place prize but did you listen to the shattering of dreams underneath
it? You heard the apology but did you listen to the cry of remorse
for a relationship destroyed? You heard the grandiose ideas of a
child but did you listen for that hope of someone's endorsement and
encouragement underneath? You heard the story of faith given up but
did you listen to the time again and again and again before when they
tried and were pushed back down? You heard the playful teasing but
did you listen to the dart of truth that stung home when it hit? You
heard the boasting and overconfidence in the athlete but did you
listen to the insecurity that fuels pressure of the image? The list
would go on, you know it, I know, and the wind reverses and blows the
thoughts back through your mind.
Do
we actually listen to what people have to say? What they are saying
right now? So often we are busy talking, and saying our own things,
or even when we're not saying something we are so busy formulating
our responses to what someone else is saying that we never really
listened to it in the first place. Stop, wait a moment, and just
listen. Listen to the words around you, soak them in and process
them, don't reply right away. Maybe if you wait, maybe if you
register the words entering your ears you will begin to hear far more
than you used to. There is more depth to what most people have to say
than we often have any idea. Their ideas, thoughts, irritations,
hopes, dreams, depressions, frustrations, joys, sorrows, all started
somewhere. We hear the surface level, we see the lens, but we never
pause to find out what's behind it. Let go of the you for a minute,
let go of your drive to have a reply, let go of your need for
something to say and let someone else speak. And when they
do...listen... You may have no idea how many people in this world
want someone to listen to them. Someone who actually cares enough to
put themselves aside and tune in to another person, it's rare in this
me-focused world. But that doesn't mean coming up with an immediate
response, it doesn't mean criticizing them, it doesn't mean giving
them the solutions to their life problems, it doesn't mean negatively
judging them after what they say. It means actually listen, really
hear what they have to say, and you may learn more than you ever
guessed. You may find that there is more pain, brokenness, sorrow,
loss and struggle behind the bold fronts than it appears. But if you
just scorn the dirty lens you may never see the beautiful pictures a
camera can capture, and the incredible workings inside. We all have
our problems, and we all don't listen, but by God's grace what would
happen if we listened and actually cared about the people around us?
And if we took care of the knowledge we listen to instead of
trampling it on the ground or throwing it in their face. We're not
very gracious, and we're not very selfless. But we can start.
So
tell me, tell yourself...
The
world around you... do you hear it... do you listen to it?