Day 29 – Awaiting Angels
There was silence, and then I heard a voice ~ Job 4:16
The Desire to Hear the Human Voice
Brightness returns dazzlingly as sparkles shimmer in the dusty air. The sandstorm passes, leaving the land bathed in calm sunlight, baptized in the same elements as our dusty origins.
Jesus desperately thirsted to satisfy an elemental need more compelling than water—the desire to hear the human voice. The absence of friendly talk stirred Him to wonder what lay on the other side of quiet, and the heart of God waited while His feet plodded. So, amid His ebbing delight, He discovered another freedom: the freedom of acceptance. Yet in its dry sterility, He only heard the whispers of what might have been if things had been otherwise—if sin hadn’t invaded.
So the God-man picks up the pieces of our sin-shattered world, scrapes the dregs looking for treasure, and finds it in the hearts of the remnant whose virtues stand out in the desert where the contrast between the precious and the desolate becomes more apparent with every mile. He sees the glint in the mire as a diamond and the misplaced sparkle in the muck as a hidden pearl. For the Lord, straining flecks of gold from the sand is a noble skill. The cost is time. The price is patience. The reward is priceless.