My God is my god.

I think God likes to speak to us subtly, when we do not expect it and sometimes when we can not even hear Him. Maybe because He finds joy when we do seek Him and find His small voice whispering our way. Maybe because He likes to not be so Big and Noticeable all the time. Maybe He just wants to be among us, like us. For even Jesus wanted to be called the Son of Man, rather than the Son of God. I think God has such a deep love for our souls that He wants not only to be a Father but to be with us in entirety. Why else would God move and die for us so that we could become just like Jesus, His own flesh? I think sometimes when we don't hear God's voice, we can be allowed to think through why and to put our hearts right before God has to come and yell at us. I also think that when we don't hear God's voice, that we become agitated; forcing us to find a quiet place to hear the whisper of God. I think the whisper is much more moving than a loud crash of the waves. I much rather find peace in the wind blowing on the waves on a cool night than to hear an earthquake, and a surge of water hitting the rocks, and the noise escalating the fear inside of us. When I hear the whisper of God, I am comforted and can find rest in Him. He becomes my savior and my friend, instead of a condemning judge. I will admit that I like noise though. But noise distracts. Noise creates chaos. Noise drowns out the voice of God or mixes along with it, that you do not know what God is saying anymore. You have bible versus and opinions and misinterpreted contexts of the bible along with correct interpretations, along with people telling you this advice while others tell you different, and then your feelings tell you this major is right and then the next hour they tell you of a different major. Today during our day of prayer at Moody, I found that I need to quiet my soul. It is in the little things that we find the magnificence of God. Simply hearing the whisper of God tells me that I am loved by a gentle father, not an abusive father. I am loved by a father who is with me and cares for me. I am going to let go of the anxiety of picking a major, the anxiety of future expectations, the anxiety of jobs and relationships. Be still my soul and know that He is Faithful. Be still my thoughts and trust that He is Understanding. Be still my body and remember that He is Provider. "Be still and know that I am God."