Lord, Give Me Eyes to See and Ears to Hear You.

There's a Housefires song called "The One Thing," and the bridge is probably my favorite part. It's a list of things God gives: eyes to see Him, ears to hear Him, a heart to know Him.

When I sing it, I tend to turn it into a request. Lord, give me eyes to see You. Give me ears to hear You.

It makes me think of Elijah on the mountain. He'd just watched God send fire from heaven at Mount Carmel, fire that burned up the sacrifice, the wood, the stones, even the water in the trench. If anyone knew what God showing up looked like, it was him.

Then God tells him to stand on the mountain. A wind comes that breaks the rocks in pieces. Then an earthquake. Then fire. Every sign you'd expect.

But three times the text says the same thing: the Lord was not in the wind. The Lord was not in the earthquake. The Lord was not in the fire.

"After the fire, there was a still small voice."

I wonder if Elijah almost missed it. Not because God was hard to hear, but because Elijah was still listening for the earthquake.

I recognize that in myself. I'm always looking for God in the big things: the answered prayer nobody could argue with, the moment that's unmistakably Him.

But most of the time He works in the small things. Whispers, not earthquakes.

And I don't want to miss them.

Maybe you've been listening for the earthquake too, waiting for the answer you can't possibly miss.

God may already be speaking, in something small enough to walk straight past.

So today, pray it with me. Lord, give me eyes to see You. Give me ears to hear You.