It really is that still small voice that works best <3

When our three were younger and bent on driving me to the ever-loving edge of my sanity, I decided that wishing upon them a child like themselves was not hefty enough of a payback. 

They actually all seemed quite satisfied with their own cantankerous selves on some of the rougher days. 

So I found myself speaking these godly words…I hope you have children like your siblings so you can finally figure out how to get along with that personality. 

Whoops.

Because right or wrong, our most quiet child managed to birth four extremely verbal children. 

The child who used words sparingly all through her childhood drives a van with four conversations going, all attempting to be heard above all the others at times. 

Like allllll the time….

You are welcome, Zach and Rachel.

They are a lively crew and we do all love them deeply and even in the hubbub of their crazy train, we have gleaned many a joyful laugh with memories stashed away from each of their different wirings. 

#4 started chattering her two cents worth early on and while she can certainly out-loud the best of them, she has developed a rather charming way of getting our attention of late. 

She whispers. 

As she delivers some kind of statement with her eyes locking with the recipient of her request, she grins wide and continues to barely breathe out a string of words. 

She will repeat it the same way and whoever she is speaking to will lean hard into her sweet little face to determine what it is she is saying. 

Oh she knows what she’s doing and delights in the 100% attention a whisper commands as her brothers carry on around her. 

It made me think as I was chuckling over one of her recent conversations whispered to me over a Face Time call that God has used the power of a whisper to get my attention more than once. 

I look for Him in big and obvious sky-written messages and on rare occasions He has spoken to me in rather bold and dramatic ways. 

 But He really operates more on the whisper level in my life. 

I have to get quiet and give my undivided attention to hear Him. 

It takes a full-on stop in my agenda and a wondering if He is really speaking for me to tune my ears to His voice. 

Concentrated focus is required to catch all He is saying and as I lean in closer and closer to catch the phrases, I see Him.

Really see Him. 

To listen to a whisper means you have to draw near to the speaker. 

You feel the breath of the words and you see the heart of the message in the eyes. 

Do you think God is silent? 

Lean in. 

Focus on His words.

Wait. 

Tune your ears and your eyes to what His mouth is breathing out on you. 

So precious. 

A hurricane wind ripped through the mountains and shattered the rocks before GOD, but GOD wasn’t to be found in the wind; after the wind an earthquake, but GOD wasn’t to be found in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but GOD wasn’t to be found in the fire; and after the fire a gentle and quiet whisper.

When Elijah heard the quiet voice, he muffled his face with his great cloak, went to the mouth of the cave, and stood there. A quiet voice asked, “So Elijah, now tell me, what are you doing here?”

1 Kings 19: 12-13 The Message