Can you hear it?

I noticed last night how loud a cell phone is when in a quiet gathering I heard a call or message vibrate,and noticed that everyone around turned toward the subtle sound.

I had noticed from time to time how though volume never changed on a device at times it seemed louder whereas other times, it. Seemed so very quiet.

I made a parallel to the still small voice and how others have claimed that at times it yelled out to them, or how it was necessary to strain to hear it. I figure the volume is constant, we hear what we are listening to.

I love the analogy of revelation to a radio signal. I have noticed and heard it commented that "mid night prayers" are more from the heart and the spirit speaks more directly to us in the wee hours of the morning. I wonder if that is because there is less interference.

Even if it is , how we say, good or worthy music, if it is inappropriately loud we will not heed anything else.

Sometimes, I forget to turn the volume back on on my cellphone, and that is always when I loose it. Normally, to find it I make it ring. But, though I desperately want to find it, like the lost coin, I cannot hear it.

Yesterday morning, I had to come downstairs to check on my son because usually, I sorta keep an eye on him by listening to my laptop, but I could not hear it. I assumed that it had been turned low or muted, or he would be coming to ask me to make it work. But, as I got closer, I could hear it and upon inspection, the volume was all the way up. So, I guess I wasn't listening.

If the Shepherd calls, we hear his voice and recognize it as such. I love Isaiah. We are all very much like sheep. Likewise, the spirit doesn't yell important things and whisper others, or even change his tone. We recognize when we listen. Can you hear him?

Our brains constantly tune in to significant sensations, and tune out others. If our body senses a redundant sensation it is ignored, this is a survival technique, or else we would be constantly overcome by the sounds and sensations around us. Annie Lennox sang about that in a song where she said, "for it is the drum of drums, it is the sound of sounds." Like gravity it is always constant and for that reason, it is not noticed, until an apple falls on your head.