She was in front of me chatting with the cashier. I was waiting for a refill. My kids were beginning to get restless, tired of waiting in line. I am thinking to myself that one drink refill was costing me a lot in sanity and time.
Keeping it real: I looked at her hairline and saw she was older. I noticed an “Alfred Dunner” tag flipped out on her shirt. She had an older purse that looked well loved.
The cashier looks past her to me and smiles. The Talker turns and suddenly realizes (how she missed it with the noise from my kids, I don’t know!) that someone was waiting behind her. She apologizes and leaves. I smile at her and the cashier, hoping I have enough minutes to get a refill and make it to the car without putting my kids in straight jackets.
The cashier laughs and says “I don’t even know what she was saying. Couldn’t understand her.”
I got my drink and headed out, two banshees in front of me. And it hit me.
Maybe she was lonely. Maybe she just wanted to be heard.
Don’t we all want to be heard? No matter how insignificant it might seem? There are 21 things I tell my husband everyday, that are seemingly insignificant to him, but he listens, as they are important to me. What do we do when there is no one to listen?
I was absorbed in my own selfishness, concerned about things that really don’t matter…when perhaps all this lady wanted was some simple human contact. There are days when I all I want is a hug. No strings or explanations required. I just need human contact; and I suspect we all do. We are created for His glory to be community together. Some require more community (like me!) than others, but it is still a God-given desire placed in each of us.
I hope and pray you are heard. That you have someone that will listen and make things that might not matter to anyone else, matter to them. If you do not have anyone like that in your life, I will be praying for you. We all need someone to walk through life with that will listen to the highs and lows of our days, nodding and listening along the way.