Learning to Not Listen

Listening is a choice.

Apostle PaulI was at a meeting last night and a curious thought hit me followed by a wave of guilt, confusion, and frustration pouring over me. If I know what I believe about God is true, then why do I continue to do the things I know that I am not supposed to do? In a moment of climatic exasperation, I wrote, “what is wrong with me?”

Just as suddenly, I remembered the words of the apostle Paul:

This is the guy who wrote two-thirds of the New Testament. This is the guy who gave his life for the faith. This is the guy who spoke before governors, synagogues, and even Caesar. Yeah, that guy.

Let me be clear…I am no Paul. Glad we cleared that up.

When I first became a follower of Christ, I was 28 years old with a lifetime of anger issues. “Lifetime” is not an exaggeration. I remember my first act of rage when I was four years old. The list of offenses is long, costly, and terrifying now.

At first, I assumed my Christian life would be storybook, full of over-sized, calorie-free candies and stardust-trailed frolics through meadows of clover holding hands with Jesus. I did not think that 28 years of problems would find their way into my new life. And they didn’t…for about a week.

Oh, what a magical week! Shortly after my conversion, I was rude to my business partner. I got home and felt convicted. For the first time in my life, I apologized on my own accord. He was so thankful. His appreciation was intoxicating.

I listened so well to the Holy Spirit…for about a week. I had not yet learned the Christian equivalent of skipping class: rejecting the Holy Spirit.

When I was in high school, I had over a 4.0 GPA. I don’t say that to brag. In our school, you got a 3.5 for showing up and not being arrested. Since I was forced to show up for school every day, I made good grades. The same was true of my first semester of college. The formula for me was simple: go to class, make A’s and B’s.

Then I discovered a most peculiar thing…I wasn’t technically required to attend class. If I wanted to actually pass the class, however, I did need to attend. But no one drove me there or took attendance. My father wouldn’t get a note from the professor if I didn’t show up (I later learned that my coach did, however…and that meant I was probably going to vomit while running sprints).

It was a similar thing when I discovered that I had a choice to listen to the Spirit or not. At first, obedience felt mandatory and unconditional. Life was easier then, during that majestic week of submission to the Spirit.

I can’t say that I have come full circle on this because that would imply that I am back into full obedience mode. I am not. As Paul says later in that chapter, “What a wretched man I am!” But I inch closer every day, I “press on toward the goal to win the prize” God has for me and every day I choose to listen a little more.

Question: Have you ever chosen not to listen? What were the results? You can leave a comment by clicking here.

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  • Mark Sieverkropp

    HA! I LOVE that scripture. Basically because I’m sure it was written for me. I feel that way daily! Why do I do what I know I shouldn’t do???
    I love your comment about doing great for a week. I remember when I was baptized. Right after I turned to my friend who had baptized me as said, “I’m perfect” then realized that I instantly was NOT perfect because of my pride haha. Same concept. Anyways, thanks so much for sharing. It’s good no know I’m not alone 😉

    • Wow Mark. Your feeling last for one second. I win.

      Wait…dang it…wrong attitude. Grrrr.

      Thanks for sharing man. Exactly the feeling many of us have. And thanks for not breaking my blog…yet.

      • Mark Sieverkropp

        Now Matt, as a leadership expert you should know it takes time to do something right…breaking your blog is no different. Be patient 😉

        • Still waiting Mark :)

          • Mark Sieverkropp

            There is a rare species of killer cottontail rabbit that’s found deep in the jungles of Mongolia. This killer cotton has a life expectancy of 10 years, and has been known to lie in wait for its prey upwards of 9 whole years. Just saying!

            Ok, that’s all hogwash, but I think I made my point. Killer cotton. Patience. Carnage.

  • Oh yeah, guilty here too. Seems like sometimes the harder I try to do the right things, the more I screw up. I do have to admit that I have tried really hard to listen when I’ve had several tough decisions lately, and so far, I think I was nudged the right way. I do love that scripture too and maybe we can all so a little better for being reminded. Great post, as usual.

  • The good thing about writing this post is it totally held me accountable today!

    Crazy when my own words ring in my ears. My voice sounds funny. :)

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