Here in Minnesota, thousands of miles of paved walking paths crisscross the state. One day I decided to explore one just outside my front door. The 2 1/2 mile walk took me along busy streets, through city parks, and by beautiful wetlands. Strategically placed maps provide
distance, direction, and the all important red dot.
Once the snows melts, these trails are filled with people with varying degrees of “fitness”. People like me, who appreciate that while their activity tracker counts their steps, are glad it doesn’t also have a personal timer. People frequently being passed by the “CrossFit mom” pushing her twins in the three wheeled Formula One racing stroller. And those who occasionally peak over their shoulder making sure the “Tour de France” isn’t about to take them out.
So with a fully charged iPod, and a few hundred songs I headed out. My pace wasn’t record breaking, but it would get me home by my birthday. Jogging was an option, but I remembered the number of wetlands, and it could be days before they’d find the body.
Within the first mile I was reminded of how much detail you see when walking. I had driven this route a number of times, but now instead of seeing just “birds”, I saw cardinals, blue jays, and finch. I not only saw wetlands, I saw the high grass and the ducks that called it home. As I passed by a baseball game, I saw the kid at first base, the one at second, and the one in left field. Slowing down can change your perspective.
And so it is with God.
We ask God to show us things, and seek to hear his voice. We wonder why it’s so difficult to communicate, and question whether he really speaks to us. For the record, he does. Continually! Part of the problem is that we fail to put ourselves in a position to hear it. His voice is shouted down by the noise of our everyday lives. We are to “be still”, and know that he is God. We are to quiet our souls and allow that still small voice to be heard. If you desire to hear God’s voice, you cannot be “driven”.
For many of us, our “walk with God” really isn’t a walk, it’s a 5K. We fly through devotionals, and then through our morning prayer. We hurry to church on Sunday, and after closing prayer, race to our favorite restaurant for lunch, We speed read our Bibles while chapters whiz by in a blur. And when our head hits the pillow, our thoughts replay the current days events, or begin planning tomorrows.
We need to slow down.
God is less concerned with us getting through the Bible in a year as he is in revealing its truth. What good is it to say you went from Genesis to Revelation when you can’t remember what you saw on the way? Slowing down allows you to see what you have never seen, and hear things you’ve never heard.
So if you’ve been asking God to show you something, speak a word, or provide direction, you may want to go for a walk.