Speak to Me, Lord
A Reflection on 1 Samuel 3:10 and John 10:27
Speak to me, Lord—Your servant is listening.
Not with ears that are dull or a heart that is glistening
With its own agenda, its own noise and plans,
But with open hands and quiet, waiting lands.
Then the Lord came and stood and called as at other times, “Samuel! Samuel!” And Samuel said, “Speak, for Your servant is listening.” (1 Samuel 3:10)
Speak to me in the stillness, when the world has gone to sleep.
Speak to me in the whisper that only the seeking keep.
Speak to me through Your Word, each promise old and new,
And through the gentle nudge of someone who is true.
I don't need fireworks, nor the shaking of the ground.
I just need Your voice, Lord—the most familiar sound.
The sound that called the sheep before the shepherd led them home.
The sound that calmed the raging sea and told the storm to roam.
My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me. (John 10:27)
So I quiet my soul—the restless thoughts, the anxious plea.
I wait before You, Lord. Speak, for I am listening.
Whether in a thunder or a still, small breath,
I choose to trust the voice that conquered death.
Speak to me, Lord—a word for today,
A whisper of comfort, a nudge on the way.
Not for my glory, but for Your name's sake.
Speak, Lord. I'm listening. My heart is awake.
Amen.