The Still, Small Voice

God was not in the mighty wind; He was not in the earthquake, and He was also not in the fire.  When it was quiet, He spoke in a still, small voice.  In a gentle whisper.

Writing out those three things, I feel as if we have faced those this year.  A powerful wind that blew things around.  An earthquake that shook what seemed stable and changed the ground we stand on.   A fire that burnt.

But God waited.  Then in the quietness, He spoke in a gentle whisper.

Now, with my heart quietening before God, I am beginning to hear that gentle whisper, that quiet, still voice that I know is God speaking.

Let me listen and then I will share some of what I am learning.