The Still, Small Voice

There is a loud voice.

Where it began to resonate is difficult to pinpoint. It may have come from a parent…perhaps a Sunday School teacher…or some other well-meaning adult trying to guide us while, unknowingly, echoing other loud voices passed down through generations. Sometimes that loud voice is a frightened inner child doing what it has always done to decipher a confusing and unsettling world. Or, maybe that voice is the Devil himself.

That voice says:

  • This will never work
  • Look at the evidence; I will fail
  • I must hide my flaws; they make me unlovable
  • I am not really loved; It’s what I do that they love. I have to earn it
  • It’s others around me that people love
  • I effed that up. I always eff things up. Why do I suck at this?
  • If I don’t let people close, they can’t hurt me
  • I am the only person in the world going through this
  • Grace is great, but I better work really hard for the right to be called a child of God
  • I don’t have needs; I meet needs
  • If I have needs, I will be a burden; people don’t love burdens

The Still Small Voice

But the loud voice is not the only voice; there is another. This one is quiet and soft. Its message is subtle; its delivery is gentle. When we are flailing and storming about, the still, small voice is difficult to hear.

The Lord will fight for you; you need only be still.

Exodus 14:14 (NIV)

Thankfully, that voice is persistent. It is a relentless unsettling in the quiet of the night that whispers—“don’t be fooled.” This voice doesn’t bait us or accuse us. It does not make us feel unworthy. It soothes us like our mothers did when we felt like the world was too much. The still, small voice says:

Loud Voice: Be Still

Stop wrestling. Stop fighting. Tell that loud voice to shut up. You don’t have to listen to liars.

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I’m Rhonda

Rhonda Morales is a hopeful blogger with a sense of empathy that is, at times, overwhelming, and a sense of humor that rivals that of a 13 year old boy. She writes about the absurdities of life, forgetting to and learning to become a person, and her “Jesus-Journey.”

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