I am not one to have visions or hear voices. I envy those who are contacted by God in sensory ways. That would leave little doubt about the message or the one who sent that message.
Instead I have to depend on the still small voice that is described in Elijah. That is better translated as the sound of silence. That experience is one that I am familiar with. It takes more discernment and faith. I hear God’s voice in Scripture and in a baby’s laugh and in a sunset and in the love of others. But once in a while it comes unexpectedly in a truth that gets whispered to me in the sound of silence.
I was sitting in church. The preacher was sincere if a little too long. The choir did a nice job. I knew and loved all of the hymns. Communion was offered and received. But the message that God had for me that day was not in any of those forms.
I had been spending a lot of time and energy worrying about our nation. I was alarmed by the lack of integrity and the devotion to party above country. I was fretting about the rule of law that seemed to be losing ground. For some reason, I fixated on a word in the bulletin at that church service. The word was peace. I thought to myself, “I’m not feeling much peace these days.” Then the message came to me. It was in words that were inaudible but real just the same. This was the message: “Why are you worrying so much? It may not be on your time-table but trust me, I’ve go this.” God
All of a sudden the word peace made sense again. I was foolish to put my trust in politicians to solve the conflict that we seem to live in these days. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths.” (Proverbs 3: 5,6)
Lord, sometimes I wish you would speak up a little and speak to some of the people who are making a mess of a country I love. But I got the message. Thanks.