A young man had lost his job and didn't know which way to turn,so he went to see the old preacher.
Pacing about the preacher's study,the young man ranted about his problems.finally he clenched his fist and shouted,"I've begged God to say something to help me.
Tell me , preacher,why doesn't God answer?"
The old preacher,who sat across the room,spoke something in reply-something so hushed it was indistinguishable.the young man stepped across the room."what did you say?" He asked
The preacher repeated himself,but again in a tone as soft as a whisper,so the young man moved closer until he was leaning on the preacher's chair,"sorry,he said.i still didn't hear you."
With their heads bent together,the old preacher spoke once more,"God sometimes whisper,he said ,so we will move closer to hear Him."
This time the young man heard and he understood
We all want God's voice to thunder through the air with answers to our problems.but God's voice is still still,small voice..... gentle as a whisper.
Perhaps there is a reason.nothing draws human focus quite like a whisper.God's whisper means I must stop my ranting and move closer to Him,until my head is bent together with His,And then,as I listen,I will find my answer.better still, I find myself closer to God
Draw closer today,he is speaking......but in a whisper.
