Whisper
By: Joi Maree Flowers
Waiting for the thunder to roar
Or the fire to ignite
An act of a miracle
Or a flash of lightning's strike
To be a sign
Of God's presence
In the midst
Of where we are at the moment we seek His instructions
But it is not in those moments
And not because of those happenings
That his nearness will be confirmed
But in the stillness of silence
When we least expect His presence
Like a cool breeze
On a Summer's night
That a soft voice
Will speak into our ears
In the tone of a whisper
And it will be
God
There
Shoulder to shoulder with us
Reminding us that
He was with us
And had always been
Closer than we thought
But we were too busy
Waiting on the loudness of His arrival
Not realizing all along
He was with us
By our side
Every step of our journey
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