It is late and I should be in bed.
But, I am not. I am sitting up and enjoying the quiet of the house.
I am at my parent's home. A place that to me will always be home. When I walk through the door to their house a weight is lifted and I can breathe. I always feel at peace, no matter what else is going on.
However, last night I couldn't sleep. Tonight, I am not ready to sleep. I have a lot on my mind and on my heart.
Earlier this week I wrote about restoration and how God Himself will restore me and make me strong, firm and steadfast.(see 1 Peter 5:10)
Today, I do feel stronger. I feel like God is stirring me to accomplish more. I am trying to be quiet and listen. Sometimes it feels like I am missing what He is trying to say. But most of the time, that is because I am not really being quiet, I am not really listening.
I just read a passage from 1 Kings 19 about Elijah. He was ready to give up. He wanted to die. Nothing seemed to be going his way. But God, He wasn't willing to let Elijah give up. It says in the Message Bible an Angel said to him, "Go, stand on the mountain at attention before God. God will pass by." 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 in the earthquake; and after the earthquake fire, but God wasn't in the fire; and after the fire a gentle and quiet whisper.
God didn't come to Elijah in a hurricane, or in an earthquake, or in the fire. God came in the quiet. He spoke to him in a gentle whisper.
I am enjoying to quiet of the house tonight, patiently waiting to hear God speak in a gentle whisper.