“Do you want to play in the tent with me?” I whispered the words while leaning in towards my grandson, Clarky’s, ear. His huge grin spoke the ‘yes’ that his little mouth could not yet form.
There is something in a soft whisper – a secret just for him that delights. Even a toddler will quiet when he hears a whisper. Whispers are special. Not the norm.
The loud is everywhere – traffic roaring, sirens screaming, cackling laughter, crowds cheering, TV’s blaring.
Nature, too, speaks loudly – the howl of the wind, the pounding of the waves, the hooting of an owl, the gale of a hailstorm, the shaking of an earthquake. Noise abounds in nature.
A whisper stands out beside the deafening loud of the world around us.
God often speaks in a whisper. Sometimes I miss His voice because I’m expecting the loud and obvious. Yet, God speaks softly; waiting to be heard.
What have you heard God whisper to your soul?
If you’re like me, the whisper may be just a thought – a tiny call to my heart – ‘call so and so’, ‘give..’. Sometimes I hear the whisper of ‘Look..’, a call to notice the awe, the wonder, the grace in a moment.
This past week I heard a whisper – it was a whisper of conscience.
‘But, I haven’t done anything wrong,‘ I argued to myself. Yet, my heart wasn’t right. I felt the hardness – like a seed that won’t break open. I was unyielding, in my right to be right.
Have you ever been there – right, but somehow wrong? Someone’s actions have put you in a position where you either react or forgive. Forgiving means letting go of my issues, my rights, even when I didn’t do anything wrong. I expect the world to be fair – I expect others to act fairly and reasonably. Not. Always. Realistic.
What do you and I do with the whisper of conscience? This time I repented. I asked forgiveness for wanting my own way, for not wanting to give in.
Peace came over me – the deep down kind. A blessed relief, followed by a slow trickle of joy. Truly, God’s ways are not my ways. Surrender is no small thing – the struggle is fierce to conquer self’s demands. A heart side battle for our very souls.
Today may you and I heed God’s whispers and may you experience the fringes of His transforming power unleashed in your heart.
“And these are but the outer fringes of His works;
How faint the whisper we hear of him!
Who then can understand the thunder of His power?” Job 26:14