The Whisper I Almost Missed
- Suzanne

- Apr 24, 2025
- 1 min read
How I Heard God in the Quiet

Not every sacred moment unfolds in wonder.
Heaven’s murmurs arrive in whispers,
like breeze-blown petals dancing past - almost silently.
Drifting in shallow stillness;
vanishing if my soul isn’t quiet.
The pause between heartbeats.
The hush after the hurry.
The silence after a rainstorm.
The anguished breath before a tear falls.
And that’s where He meets me,
greets me,
comforts me,
& reminds me
that I am His.
It’s why I started walking every day.
Not for distraction,
but meaning.
Not for distance,
but depth.
Not for motion,
but emotion.
Not for striving,
but surrender.
Stirring my soul.
Enveloping my being.
Whispers of Heaven.
The Whisper I Almost Missed.
“Truly my soul finds rest in God; my salvation comes from him.”
-Psalm 62:1

So if your world feels loud,
or your heart feels hurried,
go find your quiet place.
Not to escape—but to return.
Let the breeze speak.
Let the stillness settle.
Let the silence draw near.
Because He’s there.
Waiting.
Whispering.
Wanting to stir your soul too.
With whispers of Heaven.
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