What I Want to Hear I Cannot

Sitting here on the airplane returning from and I am watching the movie, The Bucket List. It is a movie that I was interested in but I didn’t see it in the theaters when it was playing so I was really looking forward to watching it. Too bad they are having issues with the sound and a part of the plane, the part I am sitting in, cannot get the audio portion of the movie. So I sit and watch the picture, picking up a few words via lip reading and wonder what is actually being said.

There are the normal back ground noises of the plane, the din of the engines, the voice of the lady a few rows up that has had one too many Bourbons and Coke, the rustle of an empty potato chip bag behind me but the movie is silent. What I want to hear I cannot. I watch as the two characters, men that are on the verge of death, try and do all the things on the list they had made. Without the sound the movie is just not as interesting.

Every day we are bombarded with sound, the sound of the wind in the trees, the sound of the cars on the freeway, the sound of our favorite music coming from our iPod, sounds of life. But are we really connected to the sound that really matters, are we able to hear what we truly want to hear. Do we hear that we are loved? Do we hear that we are doing what we truly enjoy; do we hear the laughter that is inside of each of us when we let the worries go? What I want to hear I cannot. What I long to hear is sometimes blocked by uncontrollable circumstances.

Just because I cannot hear it for now does not mean that the movie wasn’t playing, that the dialog wasn’t happening. The voice of God is always there, it is just whether or not we are hearing it.