The weather has changed drastically in the blink of a day. Out here in California, we get caught in the rain, literally, because we are so used to dressing for the sun. Not any more.
This weekend, on my whitespace appointment with God outdoors, I heard the call of the wind.
There, in a patch of redwood forest trees, I stopped to sit. It’s deafeningly quiet, until the air catches a breeze. The leaves start swaying and branches begin crackling, as they bend with each gust.
Slowing down in nature inevitably leads me to listen, breathe, and speak.
Except, the words that come out are barely audible.
I don’t know why, but I whisper.
For the slow and tender times, I whisper.
A baby’s coo
A soothing rock
A child’s secret telling
I promise with bated breath
When pain draws near
Speech quiets, my words hush
Moments to savor
An evening thick with love
Two souls whisper and confide
Instinctively, when I move in close to the Lord, I whisper.
It turns out I am only doing so, as a response to His voice, which calls to me softly.
The Love Whisperer calms and chooses his language of love in quietness.
God waits for us to slow down, in order to return us to rest.
Can you recall your last whisper? Was it a moment to remember?
God desires to bring us into his ardour. His invitation calls us to stop and drift to an intimate place:
“The Lord said, ‘Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.’
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.” 1 Kings 19:11-12
It is normal in our hectic world with responsibilities, people and bills to take care of, to be overcome with activity.
Our Lord Jesus understands this better than anyone else.
That is why He smiles and whispers, as He beckons us:
“Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.” Mark 6:31
Our Love Whisperer is speaking. If only we can slow down enough to hear and linger in love.
Perhaps we’d whisper some love words back, in return.
Today's post was inspired by poet L.L. Barkat, who offered an invitation to "slowing" at Seedlings in Stone. This post is written as Part 2 in a the series "What's Love Got To Do With It?". Be sure to catch: Part 1: Perfected in Love, Surrogate-Free Would you join me and share what new things God is doing in your life? Please comment. It would be wonderful to be encouraged by sharing in your current faith walk. I love hearing your thoughts and post my response at the end of the day or thereafter. Be sure to catch the entire series: SUBSCRIBE NOW. Receive this series directly in your mailbox via email (click here) or RSS (click here) news reader.