Word of God, Speak

I attended church with my parents this past Sunday as usual. A young, teenage girl sang one of my favorite songs for special music, "Word of God, Speak". I felt like I'd been hit with a two-by-four. Unfortunately, that happens with me quite a lot. I had been frustrated that I could not think of anything to blog about and realized that I have been quieter than usual the last couple of weeks, not for any reason in particular. As I listened to the lyrics of the song, it struck me that I am not always meant to be heard. It is not always necessary for me to have something to say, something to blog about, or even anything on my mind other than what the Lord chooses to put there.

I am learning more and more about what it means to truly rest; that to rest means to trust that God is who He says He is. His promises are true. I think often about what we are teaching our second graders at church on Wednesday nights: "He is the Truth", "There Is only One God", "He is the Alpha and Omega and everything in between". How simply and eagerly, without question and with complete willingness do these seven and eight-year-olds accept this because, to them, He simply Is. It's almost like there is greater wisdom in the heart of child, for accepting Christ so eagerly, than there is in my calloused, sometimes cynical heart. Perhaps it is times like these that the words to this song ring truest: "Word of God, speak! Would you pour down like rain washing my eyes to see your majesty, to be still and know that you're in this place? Please let me stay and rest in your holiness." I guess that does put one at "a loss for words"...



Because of the above, we can now say, "God of wonders beyond all majesty, You are Holy!" I was lying awake in bed the other night, when I felt the room begin to shake gently. I realized I was experiencing an earthquake, probably for the first time! To think that God has the power to move Heaven and earth - beyond what any earthquake, flood, hurricane can accomplish - He is truly great in power beyond what the mind can fathom. That the One who is rich in such power would choose to love is beyond me.