Right now it's late, the house is mostly quiet and the roar inside my head still makes the whispers hard to hear.
The lists of things to do and things undone. The friends I wish I could spend more time with. The patience I run out of right around dinner time.
There's a whisper under all of that. I know it's there, but I can hardly be quiet for long enough to hear it.
The whisper calling my name.
To peace, and rest, and things that are truly important.
And somehow I need to find a way to listen to the whisper...
I know there is a song or poem or something(s) that speaks of this, but it's just eluding my jumbled brain tonight.
What does it remind you of?
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