Jasmine's Place Issue No. 11 - May/June 2014 - Page 53

Listen in the silence… There is something refreshing and calming about the gentle hum of an empty space. A space that is normally full of giggles, sneezes and pitter-patters effortlessly galloping across the floor, begins to own a new sound in the silence. I can hear it all so clearly. It’s the sound of warm air anxiously escaping the vents in 15-minute intervals. Each burst is just as powerful and full of potential as the one before. Pipes breathing, floors shifting and furniture readjusting. I’m listening. The sound of the wind making a new home for damaged leaves. The sound of the wind making a new home for damaged leaves. Raindrops lightly teasing the wilted wood on the floor of the deck. I can even hear my own breath— rhythmically flowing in and out. Each sound reminding me that He is here. It’s in this empty space that He speaks loudly. His soft whispers bring comfor