The Silent Banana

It is difficult to hear a silent banana when there is a lot of other noises in our tent. Over the past several weeks, we too have been living through the final weeks of school, a play, graduations, confirmations, Improv performances, field days, field trips and parties. It’s no wonder that we didn’t hear the silent banana.

Of course there were moments when the silent banana had a voice in its short life. The time it saw me in the grocery store and said, “Buy me because I can take care of snack time today.” Or the other time when it said, “I’m the last one left, I should get to go to school since I have waited for so long” (Famous last words). Once it lost its voice, it channeled it through the person with the smallest ears in our tents. A few times she said, “There is a banana in my backpack.” But this comment was ignored. We had more important items on our to-do list. We jumped in the car and drove to our next destination.

Silent items in our lives are easy to ignore. Things in our lives that are silent but make us go bananas may include a small pain in our back that just won’t go away. Or feeling conflicted over making the wrong choice that only we can make right. Or no longer being a voice for something that matters because we are tired of being turned down. Or ignoring a nudge from God to take the next step simply because we are scared.

If we continue to ignore them, their decay makes a bigger mess. The pain becomes untreatable, the conflict keeps us stressed, the advocate quits, and the ignored nudge leaves us half empty. Like the banana, they have a voice in the beginning. If we wait long enough, they loose their voice. But that doesn’t mean they are gone or taken care of. Eventually we have to heal, change, act or even remove it before we can keep going about our life… our full and abundant life that Jesus Christ died to give us.

One morning over breakfast while I was enjoying my first cup of coffee, the silent banana make one final attempt to be heard. It spoke to the person with the smallest ears again. She said, “Mom, there is a banana in my backpack.” “Where?” I asked. “In the middle pocket,” she said.

I unzipped the zipper on the middle pocket and reached down into the depths of the backpack. The first thing I felt was a dehydrated stem. I pulled it out of the darkness and into the light. It had detached from the rest of the silent banana. This was not a good sign for what else lived in the pocket. Because I am a kind person, I will spare you the details. My cup of coffee got cold as I made a lot of noise over the remains of the silent banana. I used a lot of products to complete the excavation. One good thing that did happen is that the missing cell phone was found.

Don’t be like me. Take care of the silent things in your life before they make you go bananas! God is right there beside you to help. I’m here too.

Companions as we are in this work with you, we beg you, please don’t squander one bit of this marvelous life God has given us. God reminds us,
I heard your call in the nick of time; The day you needed me, I was there to help.

2 Corinthians 6 (Message)

From our Happy Tent to yours,

Meredith Bell

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