Good morning…
As I cleaned out my home office over the weekend, I came across a year-long calendar of quotes from various writers, two inches thick, a bit larger than a 3×5 card. The spiral bound gift, given a long while back, rested open to these words from July 4th.
“In the black night, I listened to His voice and I heard Him in a way I never had before. I stopped trying to focus on the silhouettes around me, panicked and desperate for my bearings. I appreciated the fact that it might be a long while before I knew where I was and how to find my way back. Slowly, I started to believe that He treasured me enough to trust my voice in the dark. Nobody watching, nobody to judge. Just me and the One Who told me I was worth it. Have you heard Him, too? I pray so.” (Angie Smith, Bring The Rain)
Her words soaked into me, melting my head into my heart.
In this long black night of sequestering, I listen to God’s voice and I hear Him in a way I never have before. I stop trying to focus on the silhouettes around me, panicked and desperate for my bearings. I appreciate the fact that it might be a long while before I know where I am and how to find my way back to any new normal. Slowly, I start to believe that God treasures me enough to trust my true voice in the dark. Nobody watching, nobody to judge. Just me and the One Who whispers, “You, my dear, are worth My time and My full attention.”
Have you heard Him, too?
I pray so.
I praise you, Lord, for being my guide. Even in the darkest night, your teachings fill my mind. I will always look to you, as you stand beside me and protect me from fear. With all my heart, I will celebrate, and I can safely rest (Psalm 16:7-9, CEV).
…Sue…
