Then Jesus answered his thoughts. “Simon,” he said to the Pharisee,
“I have something to say to you.”
“Go ahead, Teacher,” Simon replied.
Are you close enough to someone who finishes your sentences? Has anyone ever answered your thoughts?
When you stop the noise in your head, you’ll hear reality, the sounds of silence, and the spaces between the notes.
Jesus hears and answers our thoughts. Has this ever happened to you? You’re sitting there, minding your own business, when a whisper sneaks into your head.
Where did that thought come from?
Ignoring those thoughts is to miss life in the moment. Maybe we’re expecting something more spectacular so we miss it.
I don’t want to live in the chatter of my brain. I want to “hear” life, even the subtler tones. The rustling of leaves as deer run through the forest. The soft breathing of my beloved as she sleeps. The fluttering of the gas fireplace.
I want to hear God’s whispers, when the God who knows my thoughts says, “Phillip I have something to say to you.”
Then I will respond, “Say it, Lord.”
Perhaps he’ll say something about love or courage. Or he’ll give me insights into a current problem. Or maybe he’ll share just a little piece of a puzzle that draws my curiosity into wanting to know more.
It’s the whispers along the journey that give life meaning. It’s to have my thoughts interrupted by God who knows my thoughts, and then to enter a secret, transparent inner dialog between the Holy Spirit and me.
That’s experiencing life.
Say it, Lord.