I listen. 

I listen to you, I listen to her, and I listen to him. 

I listen to that friend that can’t seem to get over him.  

I listen to the brother that won’t stop hustlin’. 

I listen. 

I’ve always listened. 

I would listen so much that I wouldn’t have much to say. 

You’ll finish that story then I’ll say ‘Okay!’ 

Then I process. 

I’ll process everything I just listened to for understanding, then bring meaning to my explanation. But by then, you don’t listen. 

I do so much listening, processing, and understanding, and when it’s time to explain no one is listening. 

God will do it.

He was there even before the story began. 

He placed me there to do just that…listen. 

He understands and knows the solution. 

So listen. 

Heather A. Baptiste

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