My thoughts runneth over

Sometimes I think too much. MOST of the time I think too much. It's not even 10 am yet and I've already not only thought too many thoughts, I've probably said too many words, too. Maybe this is what sleep deprivation does to me - I keep waking up without being fully rested, and after the caffeine I intake reaches my bloodstream and flows through my body and brain, I start thinking. And I can't stop.

My friend Sher and I are very different. But when it comes to our thoughts... sometimes it is creepy how we think the same things. You know those things you think that no one else has ever thought before (sarcasam...)? When one of us voices it to the other, a little smile spreads over our face and we have a response at the ready. We've thought about this one before.

While it is nice to be affirmed in my thoughts, I need to do a lot more listening. It helps curbs the thoughts, and bring in much needed wisdom.

In small group last night we had an older couple in attendance. I loved it. Every word they spoke I soaked up and absorbed. Because I grew up without grandparents, I believe I am drawn to the wisdom and company of the older and elderly. They have experienced so much, their faith must be so sure - most of the time I feel like I have no words in their presence; only ears to listen.

This is me at my best. All ears. Me at my worst is all mouth and tongue and desire to hear myself talk. Blah.

Who do you like to listen to? Do you have a hard time listening or are you a fantastic listener?

"I remind myself every morning: Nothing I say this day will teach me anything. So if I'm going to learn, I must do it by listening." Larry King