Who Listens

Gentle, quiet thoughts
lead me to Jesus
Precious, loving Jesus
yet awesome in power
The power of His character
exceeding all supernatural power

Gentle, quiet thoughts
lead me to Jesus
I am His--
and He is mine!
This is a great and lovely wonder
A great gentleness
to which I listen

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Who listens?
Who sits quietly among the stillness where only bird or breeze punctuates the silence?
Who really listens?

We have become a loud planet. So many voices--news, opinions, sermons, filibusters, advertisements, chants, and speeches.
I get confused amidst so many voices.
The perceived noise of my neighbor reacts with my inner dissonance and results in a chaotic, frenetic, engulfing static.
The noise forces me to live at a superficial level. I react rather than respond.

Hearing so much, I fail to listen.

Listening requires my stillness.

Be still...and know that I am God.