Here's something I've been thinking about on and off today. How often am I actually silent before God? I know I talk to Him throughout the day but I'm not sure I've mastered the art of silence. This is an occassional command that pops up numerous times throughout scripture and yet I find it hard to be still and listen.
I'm reminded of Elijah's [an Old Testament prophet] experience. He found himself on the mountain of God and was told that the Lord was about to pass by and to ready himself. Wind, earthquake, and fire all made their appearances but God instead spoke to Elijah through a gentle whisper. You can read the story here.
I got to thinking how many whispers I might have missed over my lifetime simply because I failed to slow down and listen for His still, small voice.