How many times have we wanted...needed to hear from God? How many ways have we sought his face? How many...oh how many countless times have we sought the infinite presence of the most High when He was as near as the sincere cry of our heart?
We don't have to seek him in the whirlwind or in the rumbling and thunder of a mountain or in a raging flame of fire...
No, we like the prophet of old need to learn how to seek Him in the quietness of that still, small voice that cried to us from a cradle so many years ago...