Last week I spent several days immersing myself in the news, something I usually try not to do. As a result, I noticed a feeling of helplessness and despair settling upon me that I was having trouble shaking. During my prayer time, I pictured myself one lone voice whispering in the midst of thousands of voices raised loudly in chaos.
I shared this feeling of being a “whisper” with my pastor. It’s interesting that you use the word ‘whisper’, he said. “That’s exactly how Elijah experienced God.”
I carried this encounter with me all day and then came the revelation: If the whole intent of my spiritual journey is to be transformed into God’s image, then it is inevitable that I will become a “whisper” too. Being a “whisper” is a good thing, because after all, I am my Father’s daughter.
I Kings 19:11-12 So He said, “Go forth and stand on the mountain before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord was passing by! And a great and strong wind was rending the mountains and breaking in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of a gentle blowing.