A Whisper, A Weeper

I was told once that I would ascend a mountain to the high and lonely places and meet God. This idea makes me think of Elijah as he fled Jezebel to a cave in the mountains. Great winds, an earthquake and fire shook the cave but the word says the Lord was not in them. Then at last a still small voice like  breeze wafted over the air and Elijah stood out and listened.

I was told once that when you translate the original greek in Genesis, where Adam heard God walking in the garden, the text says that Adam heard God's voice in the wind. (I'm quoting this from Dutch Sheet's "Becoming Who You Are" series.) Dutch even goes so far as to conjecture that perhaps God often appeared as a whisper on the wind to Adam while he was in the garden.

God is so marvelously present. So much so that even the wind carries His breath.

To quote the song above.

"You are not alone in this."

I'm sure how to step into such a destiny as I know the Lord has for me. I imagine great things, waves of people being taken into God's heart. But maybe I'm just a whisper in an ear of a prophet, a whisper telling someone with great shame that they aren't alone.

I experienced this recently in fact. I just had the right words at the right time for the right person. Someone that I've been praying for for months fell into my arms sobbing over only four words I spoke. They had just confessed something painful to me and I turned my heart and listened to God. All I heard Him say was "You don't deserve this." It was just a whisper, but the impact was immense. I felt closer to the heart of God and closer to my own brokenness then I had for quite some time. It was hardly before they were out of my mouth then this beautiful person fell into me. I just held them and felt God pouring out love over them as they wept.

This is what life is all about. My word this is what life is all about! I was so humbled that it was just a small voice, spoken in love that so completely dismantled a soul. But isn't that what the word says. It's the kindness of God that brings us to repentance. To know that someone thinks we're lovable when we believe we're trash. To see ourselves as worthless and hear "No, you don't deserve this." from another human being. I felt myself disarmed just the same as the person I was holding up.

The devil is a liar. Jesus only speaks truth in love. Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it's soft but always it racks us to the core. The world needs more voices and trumpets and also more whispers in the wind in the high and lonely places of people's souls.

I am a voice, you are a voice. Believe it.

- J