This morning I took my fresh cup of chai latte out to my front porch swing to just have a quiet moment with God before the circus elephants (my children) stampeded down the steps.
It was quiet, at first. The longer I sat the louder the sounds of all the birds grew. I started to pick out individual bird sounds. I don’t know what kinds of birds they were, but each had a unique call. I kept listening for them to sing to me. The sounds became more distinct and more intense.
After just listening for several minutes, something else happened. I started seeing them. A gold finch, two cardinals, little hopping wrens and other birds I don’t know by name.
Then I wondered, how often is God like that to me? I just go about my life not taking time to listen and certainly not taking time to see him. How of often to I just lose the Creator in all the noise? How often to my eyes get filled with things that are carnal that I miss sight of the divine?
Today, in the middle of six kids, a visit from grandma, a concrete job in our new barn and various surprise happenings, I am going attempt quietness. I am going to open my hears and eyes to hear something that is really important.
Let all that I am wait quietly before God… Psalm 62:5