The Still Small Voice

Exploring Silence - alert to His promptings

 Chapter Four, Part Two

 

 

Draw our souls to stillness,
that we may sense where
You are beckoning, Lord,

and help us to recognize things
we would otherwise miss.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.

 

 

Alert to His Promptings

Moved by the Spirit, Simeon went into the temple courts. (Luke 2:27)

The Lord had promised Simeon that he would not die before he had seen the Lord’s Anointed. When Mary and Joseph went up to the Temple with Jesus, the Lord prompted Simeon to be present to witness the fulfilment of this remarkable promise. It is a perfect picture of how the Lord alerts our spirits to be where we need to be, without necessarily needing to use words.

All of us ‘hear’ in more ways than just the audible. Ros and I have long since learned to read each other’s body language. We can tell at once when something is on the other’s mind. What we need then is the grace to respond aright! Listening for the Still Small Voice is likewise about much more than words alone. You will have experienced times when you have known without a shadow of a doubt what you need to do in a given situation. You may not have ‘heard’ anything in so many words, but nevertheless, you ‘know’ – with absolute knowing.

Most of us experienced television watchers are quick to take the hint when a film producer pans the camera in on some particular person or object. A mobile phone is thrown into the floor, the camera dwells on it, and we are not in the least surprised when it turns out to be still switched on, allowing a most revealing conversation to be overheard.

Our Heavenly Producer finds many such ways to draw our attention to the people and themes He wants to place on our heart. When we are in tune with the Father’s heartbeat, we find it easy to ‘see’ things, as it were out of the corner of our eye.

The more sensitive we are to the Lord’s Force One nudges, the less He needs to send Force Ten blasts. After all, who would place a lead ingot on a finely balanced pair of scales? The slightest pressure is all that is required to tip the balance.

Late one night, I was tossing on my bed, trying to decide whether to drive out and visit a couple who were on the verge of separating. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, our bedside light flicked on and off three times, I took this as a sign to go. I found the couple awake, arguing . . . and ready to listen. The marriage survived!

For Reflection and Prayer

Forgive us when we leap to defend ourselves
and use harsh and intolerant words.

You have so much for us to hear and to do,
but our hearts must be very still and quiet.

May we, like Mary, sit at Your feet and learn to listen.

Draw our souls to stillness,
that we may sense where You are beckoning,
and recognize things we would otherwise miss.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

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