Elijah and The Whisper

This passage reminds me so much of the evening I felt I heard God plainly. That still small voice, set aside as distinct from your own, and nearly audible for the gap.

1 Kings 19:11-13

The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

This feels like a striking reminder for me to listen for that still small voice, not in some cliche way, even in the valleys and darkest shadows. I remember the time I could audibly hear God and thigh I don't recall the words we spoke right now, I would remember the time and sound always, I would imagine. I just thought this was cool, and the concept feels like it has been approaching for some time, although along different paths than those directly visible to me. Perhaps my influence is similarly imperceptible to me here. Regardless, I push forward, to see what tomorrow might bring, and in hopes of hearing what God has to say.