"Be quiet." Lately I hear this from God. It is an imperative, a command, but I also understand that the choice is mine. God is telling me what to do to be obedient to Him but I have the option to obey or keep going about life as normal.
"Be quiet" to me is confounding. Why would God tell me to be quiet? Doesn't He realize that He made me the chatty person that I am??? Does Michael Phelps have a life outside of the pool? I'm not convinced he does. This is how I see me with no words: I am a swimmer in a waterless pool, Eric Clapton with no guitar, Maya Angelou without a pen.
So what now? The idea of me without the spoken word confirms to me that my sense of humor comes from my Father. Obviously Daddy likes a good laugh, too.
Stay tuned. I know that I can trust God so now I will sit in silent confusion and wait to hear what He tells me next.
This is going to be a good.
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