When people come for a visit and do all of the talking, they have no interest in you. They came to have an audience: and when they are through talking, it's time to go---no matter if the coffee is cold or not.
How does it feel to be ignored by some of the people you know the best?
How does it feel to be ignored by some of the people who want you to believe that you are their friend?
You had so much you wanted to tell them; you had so much you wanted to share.
But they have no time for you, do they?
They never ask about you, do they?
They come for a visit and say,
"Oh, we can only stay for a minute."
"Oh, we just happened to be in the neighborhood and thought we'd stop by and let you see us."
How long have you known these people?
How many times have they just stopped by "for a minute"?
How many times have they just happened "to be in the neighborhood"?
"We really can't stay long," they say. Of course. For these are busy people---always on their way to somewhere else. And you just happen to be on the side of the road, very convenient, and not out of their way.
For busy people such as these, you can be sure they have no interest in you because they have no time for your. Their interest is in their interests, and they want you and everybody along their trail to know about them.
You can also be sure that they are coming back. As soon as they have another story to tell, and as soon as they need an audience, they will be back.
Your time is important to you. But your time is not important to them.
What, then, shall we do about people when they have no time for other people?
For these are needy people. They need an audience. They need attention.
Perhaps all of us deal with needy people, and perhaps all of us must deal with them in our individual ways. But God has us in certain places and at certain times, and perhaps the best we can do is to be patient and allow God time to do that which we are unable to do while continuing to believe,
"He hath made all things beautiful in his time:" (Ecclesiastes 3: 11)
As I also remember: there was a time in my life when I had no time for God. But God was patient with me.
How does it feel to be ignored by some of the people you know the best?
How does it feel to be ignored by some of the people who want you to believe that you are their friend?
You had so much you wanted to tell them; you had so much you wanted to share.
But they have no time for you, do they?
They never ask about you, do they?
They come for a visit and say,
"Oh, we can only stay for a minute."
"Oh, we just happened to be in the neighborhood and thought we'd stop by and let you see us."
How long have you known these people?
How many times have they just stopped by "for a minute"?
How many times have they just happened "to be in the neighborhood"?
"We really can't stay long," they say. Of course. For these are busy people---always on their way to somewhere else. And you just happen to be on the side of the road, very convenient, and not out of their way.
For busy people such as these, you can be sure they have no interest in you because they have no time for your. Their interest is in their interests, and they want you and everybody along their trail to know about them.
You can also be sure that they are coming back. As soon as they have another story to tell, and as soon as they need an audience, they will be back.
Your time is important to you. But your time is not important to them.
What, then, shall we do about people when they have no time for other people?
For these are needy people. They need an audience. They need attention.
Perhaps all of us deal with needy people, and perhaps all of us must deal with them in our individual ways. But God has us in certain places and at certain times, and perhaps the best we can do is to be patient and allow God time to do that which we are unable to do while continuing to believe,
"He hath made all things beautiful in his time:" (Ecclesiastes 3: 11)
As I also remember: there was a time in my life when I had no time for God. But God was patient with me.
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