Most of the time I can go outside or I can sit and look out my window at the weather. Two days ago in mid afternoon, It became what they call deathly quiet. You know like the calm before a storm. Minutes had passed and still the very quietness of the day remained. Not only was it quiet but not a branch on the trees nor a blade of grass moved, for certain nothing in my view was moving or making any kind of noise. I waited to hear thunder or the wind blow but nothing. It was so still I thought that Jesus may appear at any moment. The next day was similar no sound,no movement. And yesterday again finally we had rain fall, but no thunder, no lightening no but gentle rain. My attention was drawn to God, what was he up to? Was He sending me a message? What? I do not know, but what I do know is that it reminded me how far away I'd gotten from prayer. I said to my husband that we'd been so busy unpacking and getting our house in order that we hadn't prayed. So sad my busyness would interrupt my prayer life so much that God had to get my attention to remember Him the giver of my life. I am so ashamed and desire to get back into not only the routine of prayer, but to pray with heart and to take time to hear back what God has to say. These days are comming fast upon us and we need to be ready at anytime for His appearing.
Love, let those who have ears hear.
Love you Lord for caring so much for me.
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