QUIET

Think for a moment.

How quiet is quiet?

Is is a soft breeze brushing the grass?

Is it a little fluffy cloud floating silently along?

The Spirit of God is just like that.

Quietly, softly, coaxing, cajoling, leading

He moves around endlessly,

As He teaches us God's ways.

How quiet is quiet?

Is it a bird ruffling its feathers?

Is it a leaf darting high into the sky

Encouraged by the wind?

Quiet is precious, love it, cherish it.

Quiet is glorious, thinking, breathing, loving

Quiet is God speaking to us in His own way,

A still small voice, a quiet little voice.

Quiet is the wave of a lake as it gently laps the shore.

Quiet is the Holy Spirit entering a forgiven soul,

Cleansing out all the rubbish of a sinful life. Giving a new life,

Quiet is just like that.

Quiet is not nothing

It can be warm or cold, in or out, up or down,

Quiet can be full or empty, fat or thin.

Quiet is just like that

Love it, enjoy it. That is when you will her God speak

Quietly, softly, in your heart, molding you,

Creating you to live with Him forever.

Quiet is just like that.

Quiet is happy, but it can be sad.

Quiet is small, but it can be tall.

Quiet is round, but it can be square.

Quiet is just like that.

A bird in flight, a cloud drifting by.

A TV turned off, Kids asleep

A husband and wife before a warm fire.

SHHH - They may hear you!

Quiet is just like that.