Move Closer
Not long ago I heard a story
About a young man had
lost his job and
didn't know which way to turn.
So he went To see the old preacher.
Pacing about the preacher's study,
the young man ranted
about his problem.
Finally he clenched
his fist and shouted,
I've begged God to say something
To help me, preacher,
Why doesn't God answer?
The old preacher,
who sat across the room,
spoke something in reply,
Something so hushed
it was indistinguishable.
The young man stepped across
The room. "What did you say?"
he asked.
The preacher repeated himself,
but again in a tone
as soft as a whisper.
So the young man
moved closer until he
was leaning on
the preacher's chair.
"Sorry," he said.
"I still didn't hear you."
With their heads bent together,
The old preacher spoke once more.
"God sometimes whispers," he said,
So we will move closer to hear him.
This time the young man heard
and he understood.
We all want God's voice to thunder
through the air with the answer
to our problem.
But God's is the still, small voice.
The gentle whisper. Perhaps
there's a reason.
Nothing draws human focus
quite like a whisper.
God's whisper means I must
Stop my ranting and move
close to Him,
until my head is bent together
with His. And then,as I listen,
I will find my answer.
Better still,
I find Myself closer to God.
Author Unknown
