I pull off the gravel road, roll down the windows, and turn off the radio, willing my self to be immersed in the sounds of nature. Surrounded by a peace found in the aloneness of the great outdoors. As I listen, the beauty of creation whispers into my ears, filling my heart and soul.
As the nature sounds wash over me, the beauty around me overwhelms my eyes. And peace of being outdoors, surrounded by prairie, seeps deep, filling me to overflowing.
As I stand, God whispers a message into my heart. One full of creativity, love, and hope. Carried with grace to a weary, worn human. He uses these nature moments to write a message on my heart, whispering His message to the deepest levels of my being.
Sometimes I’m looking for a voice shouting His words to me, bowling over my worries and fears, encompassing everything around me. I long for the power of booming thunder, and I nearly miss the whispers.
Yet when I slow down and listen, they are unmistakable.
I can’t ignore this message He whispers through creation.
God speaks to us in many different ways. Sometimes it’s a message that stops us in our tracks, reverberating off the walls and our hearts.
But sometimes, the loudest words we hear are the ones whispered in the deepest parts of us, affirming everything we believe in and filling us with His love.
Are you listening?
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