While I was walking today I was reminded of the stream that ran through the campground in California. It was always there, and even in the middle of the drought (if I listened closely) I could hear it trickiling along. It was easy to forget it was there. At times during the day i would be so busy that I wouldn't be able to hear the stream, unless I stopped and listened.
Isn't that just like God too? He is always there. Always moving and working in ways that we don't understand, and often in ways that we cannot see. It's easy as we go throughout our day to forget about Him. We drowned Him out in our activities. BUT, if we stop and listen, we can hear Him speaking- just like my little stream.
Psalm 116:7-9, 12, 13
Be at rest once more, O my soul,
for the LORD has been good to you.
For you, O LORD, have delivered my soul from death,
my eyes from tears,
my feet from stumbling,
that I may walk before the LORD
in the land of the living.
How can I repay the LORD
for all his goodness to me?
I will lift up the cup of salvation
and call on the name of the LORD.
I will fulfill my vows to the LORD
in the presence of all his people.