The Intercom

At the end of their first date, a teenage boy takes his date home. Emboldened by the night, he decides to try for a kiss. With an air of confidence, he leans with his hand against the wall and, smiling, he says to her, “Brenda, how about a goodnight kiss?”

Horrified, she replies, “Ronald! Are you mad? My parents will see us!”
“Oh come on! Who’s gonna see us at this hour?”
“Can you imagine if we get caught?”
“Oh come on, there’s nobody around, they’re all sleeping!”
“No way. It’s just too risky!”
“Oh please, please, I like you so much!!”
“No, no, and no. I like you too, but I just can’t!”
“Oh yes you can. Please?”
“No. I just can’t.”
“Pleeeeease?…”

At that moment the porch light goes on, and the girl’s younger sister shows up in her pajamas. In a sleepy voice the sister says: “Dad says go ahead and give him a kiss. Or I can do it. Or if need be, he’ll come down himself and do it. But for crying out loud tell him to take his hand off the intercom button!”

We may sometimes be surprised that another has heard our private conversation, but we should never be shocked that God does. He hears every word from our mouths. On the one hand, that is a great comfort. We want Him to hear even our whispered prayers in the night. On the other hand, it can be quite disturbing for we know He hears the angry outbursts, the thoughtless curses, and every hateful word.

“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.” (Psalm 19:14)

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