I saw the look of frustration on my son’s face. We were leaving his classmate’s birthday party and he tried to get her attention, but his voice was drowned by the noise of the skating rink.
After he called her name several times with no response, he gave up.
“It’s loud in here, buddy,” I said, trying to reassure him.
And it was. I could hardly wait to get outside into the sunshine after two hours of musty air, loud bass and sticky floors. But I knew he felt a little defeated.
For better or worse, he’s inherited my quiet demeanor and his voice doesn’t always project. When he has something to say, he’s intentional about it, but his words sometimes get lost on those with a short attention span.
I can relate in more ways than one. All it takes is a few minutes on social media for me to feel overwhelmed by the influx of voices.
“What do I have to say?” I ask myself. “No one is going to miss my words.”
Will you continue reading with me? Today I’m sharing over at PurposefulFaith.com about why the world needs your unique voice in a world that’s loud. You can read the rest of my post here.