Opening Prayer:
Lord, teach me to listen. The times are noisy and my ears are weary with the thousand raucous sounds which continuously assault them. Give me the spirit of the boy Samuel when he said to Thee, “Speak, for thy servant heareth.” Let me hear Thee speaking in my heart. Let me get used to the sound of Thy voice, that its tones may be familiar when the sounds of earth die away and the only sound will be the music of Thy speaking voice. Amen. (The Pursuit of God by A. W. Tozer)
Psalm for the Week: Psalm 29
Scripture for the Day: Exodus 3:1-15
Reading for Reflection:
I am convinced that the Voice that whispered us into being still whispers within us and all creation. I am dead certain of it sometimes, terrified of it at other times, longing for it at all times. The silence that so often seems to overcome me is more likely a matter of my not trusting my own ears than it is a matter of the Voice having gone suddenly, inexplicably silent. (Between the Dreaming and the Coming True by Robert Benson)
There is
a story making the rounds right now about a four-year-old girl who was
overheard whispering into her newborn baby brother’s ear. “Baby,” she whispers, “tell me what God
sounds like. I am starting to forget.”
Little children will lead us, of course, if
for no other reason than that in this world of ours it may well be that it is
only a little child who is capable anymore of hearing or recognizing or
trusting the Voice that calls us. The
rest of us may be too busy drowning out the Voice with calls and cries and
shouts of our own. Or claiming ignorance
when we should be claiming revelation. (Between the Dreaming and the
Coming True by Robert Benson)Reflection and Listening: silent and written
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Song for the Week: Blessed Be Your Name
Blessed be your name
In the land that is plentiful
Where the streams of abundance flow
Blessed be your name
Blessed be your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed be your name
Every blessing you pour out, I turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord, still I will say...
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name
Blessed be your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's all as it should be
Blessed be your name
Blessed be your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be your name
You give and take away, You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, Blessed be your name!
Closing Prayer:
Father, you have taught us that in returning and rest we shall be saved, in quietness and confidence we shall be strengthened: By Your Spirit lift us to Your presence, where we may be still and know that You are God. (Living Prayer by Robert Benson)
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