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| Wednesday, October 3, 2007 |
| Earthquakes and Whispers |
I live in downtown Minneapolis. There is a lot of noise. Even as I sit here, at 8:30 in the morning, I hear trucks outside, sirens going off....there is a constant string of commotion and chaos living here. There are people everywhere, things constantly jumping out to grab my attention. I hardly get a moment to myself. Yes, there is a lot of noise where I live.
But there is also a lot of inner noise as well. The constant whirring of my brain leaves a ringing in my ears, sometimes. On top of that, there is the fear, the doubt, the questions, the worries and anxieties....There is a lot of noise inside my head.
And sometimes I wonder, with all this noise in my life, is there room for God to speak? More specifically....do I have the capability to hear? I also wonder if Elijah felt this way....
1 Kings 19:11-13
11 The LORD said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by."
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.
Oh, how I can relate to Elijah! I often feel like my life is full of earthquakes and fire and pieces just falling apart. And I wonder..."God, where are you? Where is your voice? I need to hear you!"
Well, He is there. Whispering to us in our chaos.
But, how do we hear?
The Psalmist writes "Be still and know that I am GOD."
Elijah went up onto a mountain and waited. King David sat still and waited.
I am finding that sometimes, the only way to hear God's voice is to simply enter into His presence, and wait. To still our thoughts and to still our hearts. To get past all the noise and the chaos, to a point where that faint whisper of hope can be noticed, that gentle breeze of love can be felt, and that still small voice that says "I am right here" can be heard. |
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| Monday, October 1, 2007 |
| Number One |
| Welcome to my new, official blog. This is the first post. I am simply putting it here, so that I can work on editing my page to my likings. Buh bye. |
| posted by Mastmind Theatre @ 3:08 PM |
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