Still Small Voice
In the bigger scheme of things, where you have your morning coffee in not that important…..right?
Maybe not, but sometimes you have to listen to that ‘small still voice’.
Recently as i was riding into the city for my daily loitering activities, I had my mind made up where i would go first and get a long black!!
As I neared my destination, something, I call a ‘still small voice’ suggested an alternate venue.
I listened, and went to another cafe instead, had my coffee and you guessed it nothing happened, that is until I was skulking back to the bike, when out of nowhere a pair of arms came around me from behind and I got a bear hug.
It was a bloke I had met once, at the funeral for Les, which I wrote about last year.
We hugged and chatted for a time, which was good for the heart!!
We parted company a short time later, and I now listen more carefully to the ‘small still voice’, maybe just maybe its God and maybe I should listen.
PS Please don’t tell The Ruth, she says I never listen!!!!