The Still Small Voice
A tiny sacred space in your day
The still small voice
From below the world’s noise
That circles in my mind
Shines its special sparkle
Into the cracked door of my heart.
Now I remember you, Peace,
Your sweet certainty
A welcome lump in my throat.
Thank you…..
Time slows – Truth whispers:
“Notice this.”
Commentary
The story behind this poem—taking One Sacred Minute to pause and rest your mind in peace—is posted here on The Lydia Effect Substack.
After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 1 Kings 19:12