The other night we had some friends over to play a game of cards. We were having a lot of fun when we came to the end of the first hand I froze. At the end of every hand you had to add the points in your hand to see who won the hand. I sat there with a hand full of cards and I couldn’t put 1+1 together. I know I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer but I should be able to do this. I sat there dumb founded wondering what is wrong with me. (That was a rhetorical question) Everyone around me were adding theirs up and reporting their totals. I began to sweat. I wanted to start using my fingers and toes. I couldn’t get any higher then the number 10. The scorekeeper finally looked at me and asked for my score. I looked at him with a panicked look and said I don’t know what do you think. He smiled and politely added my cards. On the next hand I started anticipating the end and started calculating in my mind. By the end of the hand I had my total ready. I wondered what has made this so hard. As I watched the table I noticed that everyone started counting their cards out loud. It was a loud jumbled mess of numbers. I have an attention problem anyway and realized that anytime someone said a number my mind would skip there.
After thinking about the card game I realized that I have this problem in other areas of my life. There are to many voices vying for my attention. (Spouse, Kids, Church, etc.) Sometimes I have to step back and listen to the only voice that matters.
“My sheep listen to my voice: I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand.” John 10: 27-28