Good morning…
Overwhelmed by conflicts inside and around us, we crave answers, loud and clear. Immediate clarity in neon lights. Concise directions in bold, unmistakable print. Forcing us onto a different pace, into a deeper part of ourselves, God takes His good ole time before eventually whispering softly, mysteriously. To hear the LORD’s whisper, we must shed our addiction to the god of the quick fix, the loud and clear answer, the bold, noisy neon.
We shed our need-to-know-right-now to be silent.
We shed the inner and outer noise to listen attentively.
We shed, waiting patiently, to enlist the power and the wisdom of God’s soft, mysterious whisper.
The Lord says:
“My thoughts and my ways
are not like yours.
Just as the heavens
are higher than the earth,
my thoughts and my ways
are higher than yours.
Rain and snow fall from the sky.
But they don’t return
without watering the earth
that produces seeds to plant
and grain to eat.
That’s how it is with my words.
They don’t return to me
without doing everything
I send them to do,” Isaiah 55:8-11 (CEV),
As we sit still in the midst of our inner and outer unrest, may we be like the thirsty earth, expecting God’s words to fall like rain, watering us well at the perfect time, producing in us seeds to plant and grain to share. When the LORD chooses to whisper into our needy ear, God’s words will do everything they are sent to do before returning to rest in the mouth of our Peacemaker,
Sue
