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Learning To Listen

Lately, I have not been able to write up a good post for you to read. It's not for lack of things to say, more so, it's choosing the right words. You see, I have this little problem of not thinking before I speak (or type sometimes) and I have gotten myself into trouble.
I have said things that others have found offensive without intending to offend anyone. I have good intentions and it sounds really good in my head, but it comes out all wrong.

So, I'm going through a time of learning right now. Learning how to speak, and most importantly, how to listen. I need to start listening to people more, and It's a hard thing to learn when you've always been the first one to speak. I have always been so quick to tell others what I'm feeling or thinking, that I haven't taken the time to show them my love, by listening.

I have also been praying lately for a 'heart change'. Just like the outside of my body got a makeover, my heart needs one too. There is alot of 'dirt' on the blades of my heart, and It needs to be cleaned off. But I can't do it alone, I can only do it with God's help.

So, for the next while, I may not be posting much. It all depends on how things are going with my 'learning' process.

 If any of you have some godly wisdom for me, I would love to hear it.

Psalm 19:14 "May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer."

Have a great day!!

*Andrea*

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