If The Spirit speaks but the child is distracted, does He still make a sound?
Sometimes I wonder.
It’s so loud in there most of the time — in my head. Between the “supposed to” and the “what were you thinking?” … the early morning jolts of forgotten tasks and the tunes that won’t let go. It’s like the trading floor of the Stock Exchange in there. So many shouts all vying for my attention. What do I respond to first?
Most days it has me spinning.
But every once in a while, a calmer voice breaks through. Surrounded by the Holy, Holy, Holy singing of the cherubim and seraphim. His voice.
Everything else falls silent.
Finally I can hear again.
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