We are waiting for the unfamiliar voice of God to speak. Because He owns heaven and earth and dispenses suns and stars at His pleasure, we expect a dramatic and booming voice that will cut through our personal noise. How arrogant to think God would use His King-of-the-Universe voice just to speak to us. Surely we are significant enough for something more than a still small voice. I know I’ve certainly used my If-I-Were-King-of-the-Universe voice to reach His heavenly ears from time to time. “HELLO GOD, HELLOOOOO. I BESEECHEST THINE EAR, INCLINETH TO MINE VOICE…” Testing, testing, is this thing on?
We fill up the silence because we are afraid He won’t. And there we’ll be awake, alone with the God of the universe and the sound of crickets.
But He does fill up the silence. Sometimes with the sound of His indescribable presence, which isn’t always very loud in my ears. But it communicates louder than thunder. Sometimes it is a mild impression or sense of peace or a distinct feeling. On rare occasions, it is a voice.
And sometimes, the quiet Presence brings an untroubled sleep.
– Living in the Sacred Now, Kim Thomas