
Good morning, DearHeart.
The early morning hours are my favorite part of the day. The quiet and stillness found there are a balm to my soul bringing calm and courage for the day ahead.
In a world where everyone has something to say the silence of the morning is the time of day I so appreciate.
The quiet this morn reminded me of the silence on the creek a couple of days ago. A mysterious sort of quiet, the noticing kind … “ah, yes, God, here you are. I feel You. I hear You.”
So many people are experiencing hardship from this bitter cold. No water. No power. They are cold. Waterlines bursting. Ice and water causing damage. Frustration.
With all of the preparation, knowing it was coming, doing all we could do, even our animals have suffered.
Yet, I stepped out early into the dark.
Silence.
Snow blanketing everything as far as I could see.
But, oh. The quiet.
It is in the silence that God speaks.
And, here is where I am reminded:
“It is the same with my Word. I send it out and it always produces fruit. It will accomplish all I want it to, and it will prosper everywhere I send it.” Isaiah 55:2, NLT
His Word accomplishes.
He brings life – even in hardship … especially in hardship.
“But the Lord is in His holy Temple. Let all the earth be silent before Him.” Habakkuk 2:20, NLT
Our souls need time to sit in the silence for God’s still small voice to be heard. May our words be few and His heard.
Silence – it has a sound all its own.
It has the sound of God’s voice.
Wake up.
Notice the silence.
Sit there.
Go.