Don’t Want To Miss A Thing


'Rain' photo (c) 2012, Moyan Brenn - license: woke up one morning this weekend to a strange noise.  My air conditioner was running, but something just sounded weird.  As I came further into consciousness, I realized that what I was hearing was rain on my roof.  In my opinion there aren’t many things that are much better than lying in bed on a rainy day and just listening to it fall.

But at first I didn’t know what it was.

Saturday was July 14.  It hadn’t rained here since May 6.  It had been so long since I’d heard the noise that I’d forgotten what it sounded like.

I wondered if I was that way with God.  It seems like it’s been a while since I’ve heard Him speak.  Or is He speaking all around me and I’ve just forgotten what to listen for?

His voice is in the sound of the rustling wind.

It’s in the laughter of a child.

It’s in the fellowship of friends.

How often do I continue on my day-to-day activities and miss the voice of God?

Is it because I’m too busy?  Is it because I’m not in the Word like I should be?  Is it because I don’t want to hear?

I realized this weekend I just need to keep myself familiar with the words that He’s spoken to all of us through His word.  I need to talk to Him more and more because I just don’t want to miss what He has to say.

His words are beautiful.

His words are love.

His words are life.

I don’t want to miss a thing.

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  • rojopaul

    “His words are beautiful.

    His words are love.

    His words are life.”