And then there was a whisper...

Last night while I was doing what Jeffrey calls "speed reading" for his message on Sunday, I came across a wonderful little passage in 1st Kings.

Basically Elijah was running from that terrible King Ahab, so he runs to the mountains. While he's in this(what I imagine to be) a cramped little cave-alone...
God tells him to get ready because He is about to drop by.~My words, not His~
Then Elijah waits-first there is a huge wind, but the Lord was not in the wind.
Then there is an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earth quake.
Then comes the fire-but the Lord was not in the fire.
After the fire-there is a small whisper.
~In the Whisper~The Lord was there~

After crying for a little while, I finally realized that in the hustle and bustle of the city, lots of people look for the earthquakes, winds, and fire to realize that God is around.
But if we just stop and listen, really He's in the still small whispers. Sometimes He's in a reassuring email, or in a text message, or sometimes He's in an encouraging word.
Point is- we just have to listen!

This morning I thought I was ready to come home-I even thought about calling the internship and telling them I couldn't make it, but I knew my mom would kill me!
So I sucked it up and went in..

While I was sitting at a conference table, listening to the HR guy talk about tax forms~I heard it...the whisper.
Then again when I got to tell people that it was God who called me to be an interpreter~I heard it again, but louder.
And tonight while I'm sitting in my little apartment, writing and anticipating my day tomorrow, I can hear it again.

The still small whispers are what get us through, I an thankful that God doesn't come at us in big earthquakes, or fires~I'm thankful for His whispers that remind us we're right where He wants us to be.