Still Small Voice
There is, for the heart that will cease from itself, "the peace of
God that passeth all understanding,shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus"(Phil4:7). A quietness and confidence, which
nothing can come against. There is, in the deepest center of the
believer's soul a chamber of peace where God dwells, and where,
if we will only enter in and hush every other sound, we can hear
His "still voice."
During a period of turmoil in my life I desired to have "true peace."
My every thought centered on the belief that God was waiting in the
depths of my being to talk to me if I would only get still enough
to hear His voice.
Stillness Challenged
I thought this would be a very easy matter and so I began to get still.
But I had no sooner begun to get quiet than a pandemonium of voices reached my ears, a thousand clamoring notes from without and within,
until I could hear nothing but their noise and din. Never did there
seem so many things to be done, to be said, to be thought. In every direction I was pushed and pulled and greeted with noisy acclamations
and unspeakable unrest. It seemed necessary for me to listen to some
of them and to answer; but God said, "Be still, and know that I am God."
The God of Stillness
As I listened, and slowly learned to obey, and shut my ears to every
sound, I found after a while, that when the other voices ceased,
or I ceased to hear and heed them, there was a still small voice in the
depths of my being that began to speak with an inexpressible tenderness, power and comfort. I did not need to think so hard. That "still, small voice" of the Holy Spirit in my heart was God's prayer in my secret soul; was Gods; answer to all my questions; was God's life and strength for soul and body, and became the substance of all knowledge, and all prayer, and all blessing. For it was the living God Himself as my life and my all.
We cannot go through life strong and fresh on constant express trains always in a hurry, with only ten minutes for lunch. We must have quiet hours, secret places of the Most High, times of waiting upon the Lord,
when we renew our strength, and learn to mount up on wings as eagles,
and then come back to run and not be weary, and to walk and not faint.
The Way of Stillness
The best thing about this stillness is that it gives God a chance to work. He that is entered into His rest hath ceased from his own works, even as God did from his. When we cease from our works, God works in us; when we cease from our thoughts, God's thoughts come into us;when we get still
from our restless activities, God worketh in us both to will and to do
his good pleasure.
Beloved! Let us take His stillness; let us dwell in the secret place
of the Most High under the shadow of the Almighty (Psalm 91:1). Let us enter into God and His eternal rest; let us silence the other sounds and then we can hear "the still small voice."
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