Can You Hear His Whispers?

I’m noisy, sometimes. Sometimes I carry so much noise with me in my life that I can’t hear God. 

My heart talks to me, my head talks to me, those in my life talk to me – and I’m listening to all of them. Noise.

I’m battling my own voices and trying to figure out which one is right and which one is wrong. Noise.

Oh, to be still. To turn off all the noise I’m listening to and just sit. Listening. Waiting.

For God to speak to me.

God doesn’t just want PART of my attention. He doesn’t just want A LITTLE bit of me.

He wants it all.

He wants me to truly hear him. After all, I’m usually asking to.