Tonight I'm wondering how many times I've missed it.
The voice of the creator.
Because the more you hear Him, the more you realize He's been there all along.
And then you start to realize it's you.
You're the one who missed His voice. Not because you're a bad Christian or don't love Him. It's just what as humans,we've learned to listen to the voices of other humans because we can see the mouth of the voice we hear.
It's sometimes hard listening to an invisible voice.
But friends, listen longer and let your eyes see new things.
Let the invisible become visible.
Hear him tonight in the thunder.
Let the rain leave you listening for the next drop of his voice.
Listen to Him in the form of your child.
Hear His whisper when your head graces your pillow upon the evening's end.
Bless the Lord, oh my soul and yours.
Remember that it doesn't matter how many times we've missed it.
What matters most is that you are open and willing and ready for the next moment.
Because he is already there with words for you.
I hope you sleep soundly and awake satisfied. (Psalm 17:15)
Hope you enjoyed your landing.
(I love hearing from you, friends and value your comments.)