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Today I met a great new friend Who knew me right away It was funny how she understood All I had to say She listened to my problems She listened to my dreams We talked about love and life She'd been there, too, it seems I never once felt judged by her She knew just how I felt She seemed to just accept me And all the problems I'd been dealt She didn't interrupt me Or need to have her say She just listened very patiently And didn't go away I wanted her to understand How much this meant to me But as I went to hug her Something startled me I put my arms in front of me And went to pull her nearer And realized that my new best friend Was nothing but a mirror Retold by Kimberly Kirberger
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and you start giving me advice, you have not done what I asked. When I ask you to listen to me and you begin to tell me why, I shouldn't feel that way, you are trampling on my feelings. When I ask you to listen to me and you feel you have to do something to solve my problem, you have failed me, strange as that may seem. Listen! All I ask is that you listen. Don't talk or do-just hear me. Advice is cheap;20 cents will get you both Dear Abby and Billy Graham in the same newspaper. I can do for myself;I'm not helpless. Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless. When you do something for me that I can and need to do for myself you contribute my fear and inadequacy. But when you accept as a simple fact that I feel what I feel, no matter how irratational, then I can stop trying to convince you and get about this business of understanding what's behind this irratational feeling. And when that's clear, the answers are obvious and I don't need advice. Irratational feelings make sense when we understand what's behind them. Perhaps that's why prayer works, sometimes, for some people-because God is mute, and he doesn't give advice or try to fix things. God just listens and lets you work it out for yourself. So please listen, and just hear me. And if you want to talk, wait a minute for your turn-and I will listen to you. Author Unknown
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