A Sunday morning poetry reflection inspired by 1 Kings 19:11 – 13

And he said, “Go out and stand on the mount before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper. And when Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave. And behold, there came a voice to him and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

1 Kings 19:11‭-‬13 ESV

A gentle whisper 
That is how you came
Not in the powerful wind 
Earthquake or fire
But gently whispering

A whisper so peaceful
A presence so identifiable 
No doubt 
That it is only
God touching earth 

Your power, your strength 
So strong, yet so gentle
There is no way to ignore 
Your presence as a whisper 
Passing by

Your whisper
Your strength and power
Now lives in us 
Through your Holy Spirit 
Still powerful and true 

A power not to be taken frivously
Taking God for granted 
His spirit
Living in us
Whispering tremendous power

Power that rose Jesus
From death to life
For us to live
Not in the grave 
But joyous in victory 

No situation to big or small 
God whispers
Let me do this
And break the chain 
So you can walk with me freely