And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper. I Kings 19:11b-12
Gusts of wind jostle my windows. Today will be the third day of rain. More expected tomorrow.
News of storms marches toward an outcome. A world filled with tempests of one kind or another–real storms and virtual ones–long, sad gales or short showers. Broken aftermath or sunshine resolution. We struggle against nature and with each other.
What comes after the storm, the personal defeat no one else seems to understand?
“A still, small voice,” says the King James version–“a low whisper,” says the ESV.
Hearing the quiet voice after every kind of storm–the essential to finding peace within and outside ourselves.
We hear this voice if we listen. Maybe when we least expect it. Sometimes, it comes as a word a friend speaks. Sometimes, it comes through a song or the silent touch of another.
A moment of ministry from God Himself.
God in the quiet. The One who walked on water touching me in a quiet place.
Photo Credit: Pixabay
Permissions: You are permitted and encouraged to reproduce and distribute this material in any format provided that you do not alter the wording in any way, do not charge a fee beyond the cost of reproduction, and you credit the author.
Disclosure of Material Connection: I have not received any compensation for writing this post. I have no material connection to the entities I have mentioned. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”