Sounds are like a canopy enriching our souls with vibrations that somehow teach us, we are not alone. Even the humming of a fridge or the whistling of a wind remind us, all is not as quiet as we sometimes think it to be. For a moment, think on those sounds. Those sounds you say interupt any chance to be heard or even to hear.
What if those sounds are not interupting, but rather, teaching?
One of the most repeated ‘concerns’ told to me by people about God, is simply that they cannot hear him. And I wonder, what kind of sounds are they wanting to hear? What kind of words do they want God to speak? Does the hearing they want hold loud sounds on a mountain peak, or does it hold the quiet and still ones hidden in the depths of a mountain cave?
What does ‘hearing God’ sound like to you?
I watched one of Dr. Bud Bence’s teachings earlier this evening and he used the phrase ‘crackled by God’s power.’ I immedietly gravitated to that word. Crackled. What does it mean to be crackled by God’s power? My first thought was Moses. I imagine to be crackled by God’s power would be to discover a burning bush. To know that the God who knew the names of Abraham and Isaac and Jacob also knows mine. To be crackled by God’s power is to remove your shoes and know that you stand on holy ground.
Sounds are moving teachers. Moving through waves in which to our naked eye we do not see, and yet, our bodies respond when those waves move. I imagine Moses didn’t only see the flames of a burning bush, but also he must have heard the crackling. Maybe he didn’t, but imagine with me for a moment he did. After all, most burning things crackle. And imagine the sound of those crackles as the voice of God moved through the very being of Moses causing him to remove his shoes for he stood on holy ground.
I believe still today that when God speaks, I am on holy ground. And yet, when his sounds are not as loud as a crackle and his ways are not as bright as a flame, I know I am still on holy ground. I think that is what we call faith. Stepping outside of the realm the world says to be reason and stepping into a realm we have learned to be real.
My response to those who say that they cannot hear God is not necessarily to listen more closely, for you may be listening as closely as you can. Instead, my response to those seeking his voice would be to recognize God will speak whether you can hear him or not. Upon ushering into that truth, your task then is to remove your shoes and recognize the holy ground on which you stand. Our idea of God speaking may not be what his idea of speaking is to be in our lives. When we grasp that, I think we allow God to move more freely in us because it is then we surrender our earthly view of who we want him to be. It is then we open ourselves up to the possiblity of burning bushes, crackling trees and the parting of seas.
Sounds are like a canopy enriching our souls with vibrations that somehow teach us, we are not alone. Even the humming of a fridge or the whistling of a wind remind us, all is not as quiet as we sometimes think it to be. Be encouraged. You are not alone for he will not remain silent.
His sounds surround us.
May our beings respond to those life changing noises in all circumstances and say, “Here I am Lord.”