by Jen Brinton

In the stillness, a voice speaks my name
Subtle, quiet, almost imperceptible
My heart knows this voice
The source of life and love and light
The voice of the Father, my Brother, my King
Of comfort, affirmation, and exhortation
No other voice can drown out this one
For who can silence the One who created sound itself?
I will tune my ear
I will listen
I will heed His words

In the stillness, even between the edge of sleeping and waking
A voice speaks my name
Unfolding mysteries
Answers to questions
Riddles to ponder
He asks questions He already knows the answers to
He reinforces my identity in Him

And I, like a child, fumble for words to reply
Thanksgiving, praise, and adoration
Awe and wonder
The very contents of my being spilled before the One I love
Remember, remember – never forget
Cleave unto Him, and heed Him well
For He is Light and Life and Love
Our very sustenance…

Since before the dawn of time,
He knew your name
The sound of your voice
The number of hairs on your head…
Since before the dawn of time,
Your triumphs, your failures, your dreams
Even in life’s storms, He speaks your name.
Will you answer?