As I pulled into work, a strange buzz hit my ears. No, not a buzz. Hundreds of squawks, in unison and yet sounding individually. An enormous flock of starlings darted in and out of the trees near Mary’s Creek. What struck me is that in the drumming noise I could pick out individual bird songs. Listen and I bet you can as well.
A warmth spread over me as I thought- that is what God hears. All of our prayers lifted up all over the world, and yet He can decipher each individual one. I never have to worry if mine gets “lost” in the shuffle. Whether 15,000 people are praying with me or just one or two, it is heard. After all, He knows the whisperings of my heart before it even hits my brain and comes out of my mouth.
In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. Psalm 5:3
God heard His Son’s sob-laden pleas in the Garden of Gethsemane, and his last words choked out on the cross. Be cause I believe His son died for me I am confident He hears my sorrowful pleas, the words that choke in my throat as well as my shouts of joys and questioning why?
Today, a feathered cacophony of birds flocking in spring reminded me that God hears. What will God’s message to you be today?
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What a great illustration, Julie. We read the scripture today about God attending to our prayers. Attending…hearing and setting things in motion to answer when, where, and how He deems appropriate.
DiAne
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