In the hectic pace of living
Sometimes I don't hear His Voice.
Rushing to do the things I need to do,
Neglecting to make the right choice.

Television blaring, computer waiting,
Furniture covered in dust.
Going from one job to another,
Not hearing the One I trust.

God speaks, but I'm too busy.
In this din He can't be heard.
Lessons I'm neglecting to learn.
Too rushed to seek His Word.

As He spoke to Elijah, so depressed,
Elijah, focused on his woe;
He sometimes has to draw me up,
My rushing steps He'll slow!

Then in sweet communion
I hear His whisper of love.
My thoughts go still and quiet,
My eyes look up above.

Forgive me, Lord, my self-importance.
My thinking I have so much to be done.
I know at times I just need to listen
To hear Your sweet whisper of love.

Jane Ellen Slone
3-27-08
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Music: "Pachelbel-Canon in D"

P.R. Stephens
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