Monday, June 26, 2006
Silence of the clams
Listen. Such a simple act, yet most of us can't even do it right.
You know, people always say that you have to undergo change in order to realise how blessed you are. For example, you wouldn't know that there is light, unless you've been in darkness. You wouldn't know how pain feels like, unless you've fallen and bruised your knee caps. You wouldn't know who truly loves you unless this person has seen the worst side of you, yet chose to stick around anyway.
Over the weekend, I lost my voice...again. For the second time in three months. You can probably imagine how frustrating that feels...No? Well, for the record, it was extremely frustrating. Here I am, trying so hard to talk, but no one gives a hoot. And with
Prayer Rally less than a week away, I certainly cannot afford to lose my voice now.
But I guess God has His own blend of humour because no matter how hard I prayed, all that came out was a whispering hoarseness fit for an ant's listening pleasure. After a while, I finally gave up and stopped talking. With my mind running at 120km/hr (and zero output), I was going nuts. No joke.
So with a non-existent mouth, I started to listen. And here's where the beauty begins, for God's voice can be heard beyond the lowest decibel. I guess the message is not just for me, but also for everyone who's busy planning for the Prayer Rally - Praise looks good on
YOU. It's not about the burnt offerings or animal sacrifices, not about whether we have a good voice or if we can act well, all that matters is Him.
To cut the long story short, I think all of us need to take a breather, just stop and listen. You'll be surprised by what God will say to you.
Listen. Such a simple act, yet most of us can't remember to do it.
Posted by Jo at 2:26 PM
