Chris' prayer: Steven Curtis Chapman's "Celebrate You"

I want to hear the thunder I'm so quick to steal

As I was driving today, I was listening to sports talk radio as I usually do when no one else is riding in the car with me. The host of the show was taking calls and one of the callers mentioned how the person before him had stolen his thunder; he had wanted to say the thing the previous caller had said.

I wonder how many times in my life I steal others' thunder. Whether that be in something I say or something I do, whether it is intentional or merely something that just happens. How often am I so fixed on what I want to say that I can't let another person finish what they are saying? How often am I just waiting for my turn to talk instead of actually listening?

I *think* that I'm getting better at this. At least, I am now able to catch myself waiting for my turn to talk, and say, "Woah, Chris. Pay attention. Let him speak." I do still realize though that I have a ways to go before my conversations are 100% loving and giving. And maybe I'll never get to that 100%, but I know the number could be higher than it is now.