When I ask you to listen to me
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 fell you have to do something
to solve my problem,
you have failed me,
strange as that may seem.
Listen! All I ask it that you listen.
Don't talk or do- just hear me.
Advice is cheep; 20 cents will get
you both Dear Abby and Bily Graham
in the same newspaper.
And I can do for myself; I am not helpless.
Maybe discourage and faltering,
but not helpless.
When you do something got me that I can
and need to do for myself,
you contribute to my fear and
inadequancy.
But when you accept as a simple fact
that I feel what I feel,
no matter how irrational,
that I can stop trying to convince
you and get about this business
of understanding what;s behind
this irrational feeling.
And when that's clear, the answers are
obvious and I don't need advice.
Irrational feelings make sence 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 adive 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.
