Listen

I was traveling for two days at dawn which is my usual time set aside to be with my Lord. I had on my Ipod Christian music playing through my sound system and I was often singing along at the top of my lungs. I arrived at my various stops tired and hungry which is only to be expected. I didn't even realize the void in me. I thought I was centered in Christ for my whole journey having made Christian lyrics and tunes the distraction from driving. I was puzzled by my feeling of unease. I'll admit I was sick during my three days coming south, and that was an easily acceptable explanation, but it was not the answer. I was not taking time to give God his voice. I gave plenty of time for God to hear mine, and as I said it was often in loud praise of Him. I'm reminded of Elijah in the cave waiting to hear God. The power of God might have been in the wind, the earthquake, and the fire but they apparently were enough of a distraction that Elijah could not hear God. In the sheer silence he heard the soft voice of the Lord. I had spent days filling my life with the loud and beautiful expressions of my love for God but I had drowned out his voice. In the silence of my home I realized that I had not heard him, but he was with me now in my quiet settled time before him. Not yakking at him or singing praises to him, or standing in awe on the top of one of his mountains, but settling in silence before him without distraction. Thank you God for waiting for me again. I love you enough to let you speak into my silence when you want.