Sounds reverberate off the ceiling. Bounce back to knock us sideways.
We hear our voice alternately whispering, crying, calling out.
Is this a monologue or a dialogue? Better not to say anything, perhaps.
Does silence really speak volumes?
Sometimes praying can feel like speaking to ourselves.
Is anybody listening? Or are we just whistling in the dark?
Thoughts swirl loud. Hearing our heartbeat pounding.
Murmurs of life pulse and throb, yet all around is a seemingly empty void.
Can you hear me, God? Am I getting through to You?
So often we feel lost. Adrift on a sea of sounds of our own making. All feels dark. Empty.
Yet it is here, in the depths of silence, where God reminds us darkness is as light to Him, and there is no place where He cannot be found by seeking souls. No way He cannot make Himself known to a listening heart.
Our tears are prayers, carefully collected, cherished.
The unspoken cries of our hearts are heeded.
We need to remember this as we call out as the psalmist did:
“God, listen! Listen to my prayer, listen to the pain in my cries” ~ Psalm 102:1 (The Message)
It’s in rest and quiet, in a drawing aside, a laying down, a giving, offering and opening up that we ready ourselves to hear and receive.
Come aside. Breathe deep. Inhale Holy Spirit breath. Lay aside doubt, preconceptions and prejudices.
Come empty to be filled.
Come thirsty to be refreshed.
Come to the One who knows you inside out.
Make space to just be. To let go of anxiety and pain. God is big enough to take it all.
Quiet your heart. Still your voice. Tune out the world and tune in to Him.
We can never emerge from God’s presence the same as we came into it.
Let Him love on you. He is the giver of all good gifts, Father of compassion, Restorer of all brokenness.
Come, my friend, come…. seek the Light, seek grace, seek God.
He is here. He is listening. Meet with Him in the mundane moments. Sense His hand in everything. Listen to your life.
Wait with holy expectation. Keep hoping. Keep believing. Stay in faith. Live mindful of His Presence. In due time, answers will come.
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Hi Michael. I’m pleased this spoke to you. Thanks for stopping by to encourage me. 🙂