Sunday, December 14, 2008
Shhh... God whispers!
God speaks my language. He speaks your’s too, but you have to listen.
Once upon a time, God spoke to a man named Elijah. Elijah was bummed out, running for his life, and hiding in a cave. Then something amazing happened… God spoke…
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.
God whispers. Are you listening? Am I?
My racquetball partner of three years moved away, but yesterday she was back in town so we played. It was sooooo fun. (I won the first three games, then she won the last two.) We played almost two hours of indoor racquetball. Just like old times.
As we were parting ways in the parking lot, she mentioned to me that her other local former racquetball partner was still interested in playing me.
I had turned the offer down some months ago, but then… a still small voice… I remembered my own post from several days ago about the man on the roof in the flood. The man drowned because he missed the opportunities God sent his way. He wasn’t listening. But now… I was…
Hmmm… I’ve been looking for a racquetball partner, and a friend of a friend wants to play… Duh! I said, “Sure, e-mail me her e-mail address, and I’ll play.”
I may be slow… but I am listening. I'm listening for the still, small voice of God – the Whisperer. The one who speaks my language.
Some of my fellow bloggers sometimes say, “…it must be a sign!” I don’t look for signs, but I do listen for whispers. Maybe some see signs, others dream dreams, others read the Bible and listen. Some do all of the above. But God knows how to speak your language.
Here’s a final example. A man named Nathanael came to see Jesus…
When Jesus saw Nathanael approaching, he said of him, "Here is a true Israelite, in whom there is nothing false."
"How do you know me?" Nathanael asked.
Jesus answered, "I saw you while you were still under the fig tree before Philip called you."
Then Nathanael declared, "Rabbi, you are the Son of God; you are the King of Israel."
Whoa? What happened? Jesus says a few words to Nathanael, and Nathanael is converted. What happened? Jesus spoke Nathanael’s language. I don’t get it, but Nathanael did.
God who formed the ear knows how to speak. God who formed my ear knows how to speak to me. (And you too.) Shhh… listen…