**Today I’m bringing this one up from the archives – because it happened again, God’s clear whisper to my soul – a small voice of conscience saying ‘Not your way, Sandra’. How I struggle to relinquish my ways, especially in the small things. Do you struggle, too? Is there some small call you’ve been hearing for awhile – you think it may be from God, but you just haven’t wanted to listen – maybe you have a different idea, or a different way. This one’s for you….
“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.
Is there something God is whispering to your heart today?
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
