I talk a lot.
And I talk loud.
So when the invitation for a speech fast was presented to our house of 26 girls
My own reaction surprised me.
I didn’t automatically think it was a terrible idea.
I didn’t think that it was something that was impossible for me.
It excited me.
Not because I didn’t want to talk.
I love talking to these girls this month.
But I was excited to be silent for an afternoon.
I was excited to spend my whole afternoon/evening with just Jesus.
I was not going to say anything to anyone else.
I really wasn’t even going to say that much to him.
Because the whole time was about silencing myself to hear his voice.
I wasn’t searching for answers to any big questions.
I didn’t need to be quiet because I was looking for direction.
I just simply wanted more.
More of whatever Christ was ready and wanting to give me.
I spend so much time talking I forget to listen.
So what better way to get more than to listen to only his voice for an afternoon.
What better way to discover new things than for him to directly show me.
So instead of dreading this whole not speaking thing
I chose to anticipate great things because of it.
It wasn’t a day where God revealed the next five years of my life to me.
It wasn’t a day where he showed me how to save the world one country at a time.
But in the moment it was much more than that.
He reminded me how much he delights in me.
He reminded me of all the things he has done in me the past six months.
He reminded me of his faithfulness and unconditional love for me.
He reminded me to see him in everything.
He did most of the talking.
I just listened.
And praised him for his greatness.
So now it’s time for the unknown.
The things I’m unsure of and have never seen before.
