I like to drive.
some people don't like to get behind the wheel any more than they absolutely have to, but I'm one of those crazies who enjoys the hum of the open road.
Maybe it's the competitive nature that drives most males that fuels my zest or the video game induced rally sport longing in me to drift around corners...who knows...
Anyway, i digress...on one drive recently, i happened to be alone and in those moments i really do relish the opportunity to turn the music up loud or embrace the silence of reflective prayer. The latter was the case this time and in that moment i was reminded, by the gentle prompting of the Holy Spirit, that God has wired me to hear from Him.
The way he created me, from my annoying idiosyncrasies to the depths of my psyche, was to specifically hear from Him.
So, I realized once again, that it is incumbent upon me to make sure that I create moments, daily moments, in which His is the only voice to which I tune in.
There in lies the tension... often, I tune in, way too often to too many alternate sources of meaningless drivel.
So today, in this very public of formats, I make this commitment.
I endeavor to make the time I spend listening to and communing with God, the most prevalent of time spent taking in and remove the majority of the "noise" cluttering my brain.
This may seem like a pointless exercise to some who read this, but I know that in those moments when I choose to give ear - that my ears and my spirit and my heart will indeed be filled with that which is necessary for my health and my sanity on many levels...the unmistakable, still, small voice of God.
So roll on you open road...unstop my crowded ears.
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