Then He said, “Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces 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 a still small voice. 1 Kings 11-12, NKJV.
This time of year here in Northern California, a lot of things are blooming. Sometimes they seem to me like a shout of praise to their Maker, but usually it's the quiet statement of a loving gift. A whisper of beauty and joy.
God seldom shouts when He wants to tell us something. It's usually that whisper in our hearts with a quiet message.
"Tell them about Me."
Have you heard Him? If not, have you been listening? Ask, and you will receive His words.
Lord, give me a listening heart. I want to hear all You say. Thank You. For the love of Jesus, Amen.