Thursday, November 24, 2011

The Elevator: If Only It Could Speak



What an old elevator taught me about life, people, and the God who hears it all.

🚢‍♀️A Walk to Remember

I work at the activity center of a nursing home, a place full of stories, resilience, and quiet strength. This nursing home is connected to a consultation clinic and a rehabilitation center. Years ago, it even housed a kindergarten.

My youngest daughter once attended that kindergarten. Together, we used to ride the same old elevator that I still use today. Back then, she was full of energy and wonder, clutching my hand as we descended to the ground floor. Life was simpler then.

πŸ§“ Today’s Ride, a Reflection

One sunny afternoon, I took one of our residents—a kind soul who uses a wheelchair—outside for some fresh air. The weather was perfect. Sunshine always has a way of lifting the spirit, doesn’t it?

To reach the ground floor, we took the familiar elevator. As we chatted, I paused mid-sentence, overcome by a strange thought:
“If this elevator could talk, what stories would it tell?”

πŸ—£️ If Walls Could Talk…

This elevator has transported thousands over the years—children giggling, nurses rushing, doctors planning, families grieving, elderly residents reminiscing. It has “listened” to laughter, arguments, joyful reunions, and heavy silences.

It has carried:

  • The first steps of toddlers and the slow steps of the aging

  • Conversations filled with hope—and others full of worry

  • Silent prayers and spoken complaints

One day, it will be replaced. A newer, quieter model may take its place. But if only this one could speak before it goes…

🧠 And Then I Thought…

We humans are not so different from that elevator.
We, too, carry emotions, memories, and conversations. But unlike an elevator, we feel.
Words affect us. Some build us up, while others tear us down. Every laugh, whisper, or harsh word stays with us longer than we admit.

And yet—there’s someone who hears more than we ever could.

πŸ™ God Hears Everything

God doesn’t just hear our voices.
He hears our thoughts, our longings, our doubts.
He knows what we’re too scared to say out loud. He sees every hidden hurt and every unspoken prayer.

But how often do we live as if He doesn’t?
We say things we shouldn’t.
We chase things that promise joy but deliver emptiness.
We wonder if He’s even listening.

Here’s a reminder we all need:

There is never a teardrop
That God does not see.
He knows when a sparrow
Falls from a tree.

There’s never a moment
When God doesn’t care.
Never a time
When He won’t hear our prayer.

πŸ’‘ Final Thoughts

Next time you step into an elevator—or find yourself in a quiet moment—pause. Reflect.
You’re never unheard. You’re never alone.

Even when the world goes silent, God hears you.


4 comments:

  1. Thanks for dropping by my blog! I'm a new follower na. hehehe! Daughter nyo pala si Michi! Nice to meet you and welcome to the blogosphere!

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  2. thanks anney... nag enjoy ako magbasa ng blog mo and I'm excited to read the rest of your blogs. para na rin akong nag tour sa philippines. and I will try to be creative as you are too. biro lang! you are unique. God's gift to you. By the way, kaedad ka ba ni Michi?

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