Sometimes God speaks in the wind. Other times He speaks through the voice of the birds. Other times He speaks when you are shut in with Him, away from all the distractions.

Climb out the rut. Escape the freeway of the rat race. Pull up a lawn chair and be shut in with the One that often speaks with the still, small voice. Can you hear him? Above the wind! Above the sound of the birds. He is speaking. Will you listen?