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Listening to the Still, Small Voice of God

A Poem About the Miracle of God's Love

By Aaron Waddell - The Everyday MysticPublished 6 months ago 2 min read
Listening to the Still, Small Voice of God
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I woke up this blessed morn

with so many things to do.

send an email, start a book,

finish your work and see it through


Pushing aside these worried thoughts,

I climbed the set of stairs

leading to my private room

and The Course of study there


Opening the sacred book,

with words I’ve found divine,

I opened to the bookmarked page,

to the lesson numbered Forty-Nine


As I sat with bated breath

wondering what this day would bring

What wisdom would I find inside

What words would cause my heart to sing?


The Voice of God, the message read,

speaks all throughout the day

And you can learn to hear it too

if in peace you long to stay


Devote to this 4 times, you will

Repeat it often on the day

And to a place of warmth and love

you will see the way


Hearing Voices? Rings in my head

Surely you are mad

If any hear you speak of this

they’ll fear that you’ve been had!


There are things both false and true

things of right and wrong

And that voice speaking to me now

is but the ego’s song


So sitting down in my usual place,

a bed bought for my dogs,

I started with the idea above

in hopes of lifting up my fog


Setting my watch for five minutes time

I began at once my quest

growing calm my frenzied mind

in closure, my eyelids rest


Past the din of guilt and fear

the questions of my worth

sinking into that place of peace

lying deep within the earth


As my worldly cares dissolved

a quiet voice came to be

I give you now in poetic form

the message relayed to me


Dear Child, intoned the voice

Do not be afraid

The way to heaven is now clear

The path, it has been laid


stirring me from this peaceful bliss,

my watch did gently shake

A reminder that I was to return

to the world of the awake


Resisting the call of the world of dreams,

my tears did softly flow

I love being here with you so much

I do not wish to go


Softly as the winter snow,

soothing all my fear,

in a tone brighter than the sun,

the Voice of God spoke clear


Everything is right, my Son

This lesson you will learn

Within your soul, I am always

and at any time you may return


Thanks for reading! I hope this message finds you well, my blessed friend!

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About the Creator

Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic

Hello dear friend! I'm Aaron - Husband, Father, Writer, Engineer, Poet and Pickleball Junkie.

I write inspirational poems and stories of spiritual growth.

Be a part of my journey of self-discovery and search for truth.


This is Me!

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  • Test5 months ago

    You really know how to capture a reader's attention. Well done!

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