in the quiet

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For some reason,

I think when I need You to speak to me,

That turning

To random pages in the Bible will help,

That Your words will jump at me,

Maybe even

Literally,

Speak to me and tell me

What I so desperately need to hear.

But then I remember

That it was not in the times when I,

Loudly, and quite impatiently,

Searched for You

That you came to me,

But rather,

In the silent moments,

When You saw I was ready to accept Your Truth,

And my heart was quietened

And eager,

Not to complain and tell You of my wants,

But to listen.

Listen and obey.

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