confession

this has been a soapbox week. me, my soapbox, and a bunch of hot air, mostly at work. i usually take up for the under guy, the loser, the one no one thinks about. better yet, i argue sometimes for the sake of arguing. again, a bunch of hot air. most of the time i talk too much and do not listen enough.
ok...i know i am talking now, but somehow it is different. this time i am apologizing for not acknowledging a letter someone sent me. we grew up together, her and her sister, me and mine. our parents were friends and we would go on family vacations together, go out eat every sunday night after church. our parents still meet twice a week for breakfast and dinner. she wrote me a letter, making an effort to rekindle a friendship that was long lost because of circumstance and distance, reminiscing about old times. she has had a rough time in life and was reaching out to me. she has put most of her life back together, but i totally blew it. after everything god has done for me, and i totally forgot about her and misplaced the letter. she actually wrote it out by hand, no email, no handheld communication device, no computer, but by her own hand. no one does that anymore, it takes too much time. i have searched for the letter and found it, and i am going to answer her letter and take the time write it on paper, she deserves that. i hope that is isn't too late and i can make amends for what i have done.

so, i am going to try and stay off my soapbox, stop my arguing for the sake of arguing and try to listen more. actually listen without trying to think of what my next words might be. how many times have i missed an opportunity to proclaim my love for christ, and all he has done for me because i wasn't listening. i didn't hear the cry, the need, the broken heart or the pain. i hope that my need to make noise won't keep me from listening. really listening

jeannie, i totally forgot we went to disneyland together on grad night. i am answering your letter. sorry for the delay. please forgive me.