Gentle Whisper

By Debra Burgess

There is a beautiful area I go to spend time pondering the vastness of my heavenly Father. Somehow He just seems more real to me when I am not in some walled up room or building but rather outdoors. Yet even in wide open spaces there are still too many people to distract my attention so when I am really wanting to feel His presence intimately I must push on up a hill until I reach the top.

Most day trekkers don’t come here, just the more adventurous hikers. I don’t consider myself a real hiker by any means but there is just a real hunger to want to go higher. This seems to echo a calling within my heart. In the quietness of the windy breeze blowing on these upper hills I listen for a whisper. I can’t make out the words yet but I know it’s calling me closer. (more…)