Good morning, world. Things are looking pretty good from the front porch of my farm in Virginia today. It’s cloudy and chilly this morning but it will be warmer today and the sun will be shining off and on from sun up to sundown. The warmer weather is the perfect prescription for a soul longing for Spring. Just when I think I’m finished with winter and I can’t take it anymore, God switches things up as if He’s giving me a glimmer of hope for brighter days ahead. The beauty of the morning sunrise definitely enhances my time with the Living God, but I don’t need a sign of any kind to know that He’s there. He’ll always show Himself to me if I just seek Him out each day. Isn’t that the way it is with you too?

God is the Master of it all and He has the Power to do anything He wants to do to show Himself to the world. He doesn’t need to prove anything to His Creation or to you and me, but sometimes He shakes things up a little as if He’s high in the Heavens sending a reminder to the world that He is the Creator, the Keeper, and the Protector of it all. Beyond His Power, His Might, and all of the outward things He uses to get the attention of His people, it’s the “still small voice” of God that I long for in my life.

At the time when Elijah was commanded to go to the mountaintop to get his instructions from God he was exhausted, he was depressed, he was discouraged and he was scared. Even though God had shown Himself to Elijah time and time again in ways that I can’t begin to imagine, Elijah had lost his hope and his will to go on. As He stood on the mountaintop waiting for God to pass by, winds strong enough to break up the rocks on the mountain came – but God wasn’t in the wind. Next came an earthquake that shook the earth and rattled the mountains – but God wasn’t in the earthquake. Next came a raging fire – but God wasn’t in the fire. It wasn’t until a sweet gentle breeze passed by Elijah that He knew he was finally in the presence of the Living God. It was in the quiet of the moment that Elijah heard the voice of His God and it was in His presence that Elijah found his hope…and in the darkest moment of my Life, that’s where I find mine too.

I like to think Elijah didn’t need to see the big signs and wonders to know that God would meet with him and that He knew the voice of his God so well that he recognized it when he heard it. Through all of the drama and all of the outward signs and all of the things that could have distracted Elijah if He was looking for God to prove Himself to him, he waited on the “still small voice” of his very big God.

I look at the beauty of each new day and I give thanks for the storms, the blizzards, the wind, and the sun. All of these things are living proof of a Living God and they sure look good from the front porch of my farm in Virginia – but what I long for isn’t the outward beauty of each new day. What I long for is the still small voice of my God that can be found in a gentle breeze and I listen for it each day from this old farm in Virginia. I don’t need signs and wonders any more than Elijah did – I’m already overwhelmed by His Majesty and Power. Instead, I look and listen for that “still small voice” that comes from a God that loves me enough to meet with me and speak to me as His child if I just stand on top of that mountain…if I ignore all of the other big distractions around me…if I don’t look for outwards “signs” of Him and if I just wait to hear that “still small voice” of my God.

I’m listening for the Voice of my true Love today and nothing around me will distract me from Him. He’s my God and I’m His child. When you look at it that way, who could ever want for more?