And So I Learn To Listen Through Silence.

I'm aware that I really need to get back to writing more, but that involves making the time, which I've really been bad at lately. So I guess until I find that balance again, others' writings will have to suffice. The past couple of weeks, I'd have to say, everything has been ridiculously ironic in my life. It's got to the point where literally everything I read, or hear in church - spoken or sung, it literally directly applies to something I've been struggling with and praying about, and I feel like it was put there specifically for me. Words cannot convey how crazy this feeling is. I just had another one of those moments. Allow me to share an excerpt from Experiencing God:

When Jesus arrived, Lazarus had been dead four days. Martha said to Jesus, "Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died" (v.32). Then the Spirit of God began to help me understand something. It seemed to me as if Jesus said to Mary and Martha: "You are exactly right. If I had come when you asked, your brother would not have died. You know I could have healed him, because you have seen Me heal people many times before. If I had come when you asked Me to, I would have healed him. BUT YOU WOULD HAVE NEVER KNOWN ANY MORE ABOUT ME THAN YOU ALREADY UNDERSTOOD. I knew you were ready for a greater revelation of Me than you had known before. I wanted you to experience that I am the Resurrection and the Life. MY REFUSAL AND MY SILENCE WERE NOT REJECTION. THEY WERE OPPORTUNITY FOR ME TO DISCLOSE TO YOU MORE OF ME THAN YOU HAD EVER KNOWN."

And so I'll learn to listen through silence.