Isaiah 40: 9-11

9 Get you up to a high mountain, O Zion, herald of good tidings; lift up your voice with strength, O Jerusalem, herald of good tidings, lift it up, do not fear; say to the cities of Judah, “Here is your God!” 10 See, the Lord God comes with might, and his arm rules for him; his reward is with him, and his recompense before him. 11 He will feed his flock like a shepherd; he will gather the lambs in his arms, and carry them in his bosom, and gently lead the mother sheep.

Sometimes a whisper is louder than a shout.

I love you. You’re safe. Wake up. We’re home. I’m here. You are not alone.  I love you.

These are best spoken in gentle whispers that cause the listener to pause and notice.  A whisper relies on the depth of the emotion to carry sound waves. Whispers comfort crying children, quiet rowdy classrooms, and pronounce commitment. Whispers are the lullabies that live on after the notes have died. Whispers weave a symphony of silence, coating the soul with contentment.

Waiting whispers.

Promise whispers.

Hope whispers.

God whispers.

I love you. You’re safe. Wake up. We’re home. I’m here. You are not alone.  I love you.

Sometimes a whisper is louder than a shout.

Peace,

Rhesa