Sometimes, when I pray, I hear silence. Sometimes, when that happens, I wonder, sometimes, worry that nothing, No One is there.
Sometimes, when that happens, I laugh at myself for thinking, believing that reason, even sometimes, can fathom inescapable Mystery.
Sometimes, when that happens, after the quieting of my logic’s laughter, then I, in hushed reverence, like Elijah, hear the “still, small voice.”
Amen.
© 2022 PRA
occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 
Thank you for this Paul!! I swear lately when I pray I’ve felt that no one is listening! It can be so hard to hear that little voice at times! I just have to keep telling myself that I am not alone when I pray!
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Loretta, sometimes, when I pray and all I hear is silence, by faith, I trust that is God speaking to me. Thus, I listen more intently so to receive the Word. In this, I believe that I am not alone. Nor are you. Love
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