If you were willing to listen

Really listen…

I’d tell you how hard it is to be 20-something and feel like time is slipping away for you to really live you most intimate dream.

I’d tell you how a love story can be real, and hard, and amazing, and beautiful, even when you get married at 17.

I’d tell you how sometimes it’s easier to build relationships with animals rather than people.

If you were willing to listen,

really listen,

I’d tell you that Fetal Alcohol Syndrome SUCKS.

I’d tell you to tell everyone that you know that alcohol and pregnancy DO. NOT. MIX.

I’d tell you how many kids are waiting for families, and they deserve to be loved.

I’d also tell you how hard it is to love them sometimes.

I’d tell you about a God who called a young woman and a young man at an early age.

A God who is so crazy about you, and wants you to do hard things, enables you to do hard things for HIM!

A God who heals and restores. Who tears down and then builds back up.

I’d tell you about my Jesus.

If you were willing to listen,

and I really trusted you,

I’d tell you things pouring out of my heart.

Things of passion, pain, joy, sex, hurt, healing, love, terror, hope, and fear of hoping.

If you were willing to listen,

even to my ramblings,

I’d tell you how Pepsi is SOOO much better than Coke.

How I was born in the wrong century.

How to bake my mom’s amazing oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.

How to sneak spinach into brownies.

How to clicker train your dogs and/or other critters.

How much I adore African Grey parrots.

How obsessed I am with Hebrew.

How I like everything frozen.

I’m sure there’s more, because I like to talk.

But I also love to listen.

What would you tell me?

Thanks for the idea Sarah. 🙂

Blessings!

Hannah