Who Listens To You In All The World?

Is there someone who can always be there to listen to you?

I know it’s hard. We live in a busy world. People are busy. Going about their own seasons of life.

But yes. There is one who’s always available to listen to you.

Seneca writes about it,

“For who listens to us in all the world
Whether he be friend or teacher, brother or father or
Mother, sister or neighbor, son or ruler, or
Servant? Does he listen, our advocate, or our 
Husbands or wives, those who are dearest to us?
Do the stars listen, when we turn despairingly 
Away from man, or the great winds, or the seas or
The Mountains? To whom can any man say - Here I
Am!  Behold me in my nakedness, my wounds, my
Secret grief, my despair, my betrayal, my pain,
My tongue which cannot express my sorrow, my
Terror, my abandonment.
Listen to me for a day - an hour! A moment!
Lonely silence! O God, is there no one to listen.
Hasten to him, my friend! He waits on the hill
For you.”

It’s the cry of every human being. A most terrible need for someone to listen. Not as a patient in the hospital or clinic. But as a human soul.

Yes there is Someone who listens. You can pour out your whole being to Him in earnest.

You can find Him if you seek Him. He is waiting for you.