It was nice to hear your voice

Ever get a phone call and at the end, someone says "It sure was nice to hear your voice"?


A week ago, I was tossing and thinking in bed at about 1 am. It go so bad that I had to get up. I figured I needed to pray. This happens to me every now and again, I went outside and just started rattling off requests to God like a shopping list. It wasn't passionate prayer, it was just one of those times where I uploaded my burdens followed by silence as I thought about what to say next.

I thought that would be my ticket back into sleepytown, but I wasn't sleepy at the end of my talking at God, at all. So I waited. I just let my mind wander staring at the stars, and my eyes would occasionally cross making the stars appear to be in motion for a split second before they would right themselves and refocus. It seemed like all of the huge bugs were warming up their voices at once and there was a faint breeze in the trees.

I had laid there long enough to notice the movement of the moon. Finally, I got the message that God had intended me to hear. I felt in my spirit that God was saying to me, "listen Kristina, see the stars and hear the music? I do all of this every day without your help, all around the Universe. I can certainly handle all of the things you are worried about today." "Hmm," I thought, "what else?"

After I heard that, I wanted more. I kept waiting and as I waited, I got really sleepy. "Is that it?", I thought. I always feel that way after hearing from God and I always want more. But it seemed God had delivered his message and he was done. It was a message of peace in my little storm. That was all. That was enough. It sure was nice.