His Beautiful Voice

Preparing to put some sand between my toes and walk. It occurred to me this morning while hearing the thunder roll over the waves that it's no accident they crash so loudly, or that the seagulls honk and squeak with such high pitched noise, making me laugh. He most certainly could have made them all quiet, leaving only our voices (and worries) to disturb the sounds. Our prayers are precious to Him; I know. He loves to hear us speak our hearts. But then, I think, He just may have made this music big enough; beautiful enough...to drown all of "us" out; leaving room only for Him. I hear Him in these waves; this wind...even these seagulls that cry out to be heard.
I'm listening, Lord.
Cross my heart.

"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge." ~ Psalm 19:1-2