I Heard God

I heard God again this morning
Quiet and fresh, a voice that brushed
not only my ears, but my senses
A voice I had thought far away
until now and then all over again
He stepped into the silence
and let me know he was there
in me, in my life, always and ever present
But I had crowded him out,
filling the strong and quiet places in my life
with empty noise and wasted moments
Last week I turned it away and down,
and then off, and I realized
that he was there all the time, waiting
for me to sit quietly, face to face

and find him real all over again

by T. Suzanne Eller

(who is posting two days late)