It has been 5 years since that conversation and I am in a place where I understand what she was trying to tell me. At the time I was expecting the Lord to come in a booming, earth shaking voice, but as in Elijah, He wasn't in those things; He was in a still small voice. I can see now that "...the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice. " (1 Kings 19:11-12)
As I walk daily with Him spending time in fellowship and prayer, I find He doesn't send huge neon signs, He sends sweet melodious whispers. He comes not in earth shattering movements, but in small critters showing us His glory. He doesn't come in large tornadoes that tear things apart, but in a gentle breeze that sweeps your face just enough to make you notice. He won't slap you in the forehead with His presence, but when you seek Him you will recognize Him in the small things, like rays shining through clouds. If you seek Him in the small things, you will see that He is bigger than anything.

Father, thank You that you don't tear my world apart to let me know You are there. Thank You for Your gentleness and love that reaches across eternity just to take my hand and walk with me.
