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Silence Please!

It’s worth noting that today almost no one is silent. Blue tooth in ears,ipods on blast and televisions going 24/7 leave no time for silent contemplation. Can anyone still hear the still small voice of God? Is God’s voice being drowned out with all of the constant noise known as entertainment?

We do not serve a boisterous God. God moves silently almost imperceptibly. Look at the dawning of the day or the coming of the sunset. No great thunderclap announces their arrival. As you sit and look at these events one can hardly determine how it happens. Yet the night turns into day, and day turns into night. God moves mysteriously and silently.

Even Job acknowledges this when he says that if God was to move right in front of our face we would not know it. Who can actually see God’s hand? Yet God’s hand is directing our lives. God is a silent God. Doesn’t Elijah tell us this? Elijah is sitting in the opening of the cave. He sees the fire, feels the earthquake, but God was not in those things. Then Elijah hears the still small voice of God. Now tell me is this not the God of Glory of whom we’ve been told his voice sounds like a multitude, and mighty rushing water coming to His prophet in quietness.

I challenge you to turn off everything possible that makes a sound and just be quiet.
Let your mind rest from the pounding beats and the constant background of talking heads and even soft music.I'm wondering if we lived with a whole lot less noise would we once again hear the voice of God?
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