I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
Don’t Miss the Whispers
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Hi Friends, Remember the story in 1 Kings when Elijah stood on a mountain before the Lord, and the Lord passed by him? A fire broke out, a strong wind tore through, and an earthquake erupted… But the Lord was not in those things. After the fire, winds and earthquake, there was a still small voice. Him. I don’t want to miss those whispers. The moment He enters your thoughts as you’re chopping vegetables in the kitchen. The worship song that lifts your heart during your morning commute. The simple want to know Him more that pricks your heart in the middle of your day. These simple, ordinary moments: so often we let them slip right by. We do want to hear from God, but we are often waiting for the thunder bolt. The life-altering dream at night. But the fleeting thought of Him? We hardly notice. Hold up, though. These tiny reaches of the heart, these flashes of longing: they are Him. It wasn’t the enemy that directed your mind to Jesus in the middle of your day. It wasn’t your sinful flesh... Could it be the very breath of the Holy Spirit? Sometimes when the thought of Him comes, we immediately feel our lack, and we hide. I don’t spend enough time in the Word. I don’t deserve to hear from God. I should… I should… I should… And the moment passes. Let’s try something new. Instead of hiding, or discounting a moment like this for its smallness, let’s pause and breathe it in. Like a brief moment when the clouds part and the sun shines through, let’s tilt our faces back and feel the warmth of it. Let’s enjoy Him. — Anna |
Anna Blanc
I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
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