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The children were busy playing and making much noise. They were focused on the toys and not listening. I watched as Heidi tried to get their attention to no avail.
Then she began to talk softly. A few heads looked up as they heard her voice. She continued to talk softly and gave instructions. Several other heads began to check to see what the few children were doing. I was amazed how she managed to change the atmosphere from a noisy classroom into listening students. And she did it with a soft and quiet voice.
I consider my own life. The noise of the urgent seems to take over. The freeway traffic, the sound of the news blaring from the TV, the voices that yell for attention. Each day I am greeted by the sounds of little children at work. I hear shouts of "Miss Debbie, Miss Debbie". They want me to hear their voices as they share stories of boo-boo's and new toys and what mommy said. I try to listen but I can only focus on one at a time.
The words to a song by Fernando Ortega echo in my head. "In the morning when I rise, give me Jesus". The soft voice that doesn't shout for attention.
In order to deal with my very noisy world, I need to take time each morning to listen to that still soft voice.
I desire to hear His whispers in my heart.
I choose to open my Bible and pray before venturing out.
His whisper gets my attention. And it makes all the difference in how I respond to a noisy world.
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Blessings and love,
Sounds exactly like the life of a teacher! Fun post to read...great job:)
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Beautifully said. I completely understand about the noise of the urgent. When we feel compelled to respond to that all the time, we (I) tend to forget about the quiet voices, many of which represent the things that truly matter.
ReplyDeleteLOVED this. It's just so true isn't it? The urgent things of this life seem to shout at us and keep us in constant state of thinking that THEY are most important. But it is the quiet things that are too easy to miss sometimes are what truly matters. GREAT post! Enjoy your week-end!
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing to me the power of a whisper. Thank you for sharing. Have a beautiful weekend.
ReplyDeleteJust before reading this I was whispering with my little Princess who is spending the night tonight. She was being very loud and I was telling her I needed her to talk quieter. It worked!
ReplyDeleteYes, the noise of this world creeps in on us if we are not careful and it can so easily drown out the still small voice of HIS.
Great post Debbie and wishing you a happy weekend!
Beautiful post and so true!
ReplyDeleteAmen!!! I also laugh because my kids will say, well when mother looked at us and started to whisper we were in trouble!! My whisper was stronger than my louder voice.
ReplyDeleteYes, we need to be able to hear His voice and His whisper.