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Still! The Still Small Voice

 

1 Kings 19:11-12



11 And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the LORD. And, behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake:

12 And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.


Weather reports forecast severe weather and associated conditions throughout the world. 

Torrential rain, raging fires, earthquakes, hurricanes and tornadoes.  Lord what is happening and why?  Scientists have spoken about it. The Bible addresses it. 

In the midst of all, we yearn to know how we should proceed. 

 How can we offer help to those who have lost their homes? 

What comfort is available to those who have lost loved ones or who are waiting to hear word about family and friends who are unaccounted for?

In times like these there are no words I can find. 

Yet, there remains, the Word of God. Even for those who do not believe, the Word of God stands certain. 

His Word is unfailing. 

Unfaltering is the Word of God. 

The still small voice reigns in situations beyond our comprehension. 

His voice whispers and can be heard above howling winds and claps of thunder. 

The still small voice. 

 Listen…

It is the voice of God’s Holy Spirit that prompts us to pray. It is He who puts names on our heart and thoughts in our mind to check on others, to donate our time, talent, and finances. 

Still.  

The still small voice speaks peace to our soul and quiets our fears when the storms of life are raging. 

The songwriter penned: 

“I’ve seen the lightening flashing. I have heard the thunder roll. I’ve felt sin’s breakers dashing, trying to conquer my soul. I have heard the voice of Jesus, telling me still to fight on. He has promised never to leave me. Never to leave me alone.”

Still. 

The still small voice. 

It whispers. Still.

God bless.

In Christ,

Sis. Stephanie 

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