Rachael Carson

He Speaks

The word of the Lord comes in a whisper,

in a still

moment, when we are quiet

wait

and listen.

Be still and know that I am God.

The word of the Lord

comes in a shout—

a triumphant declaration

proudly proclaiming

his presence.

Behold the Lamb of God who comes

to take away the sin of the world.

The word of the Lord comes in a song,

a symphony—

the beautiful flourish

of joyful songbirds— a sweet melody

of the nightingale, singing

in rhythmic rains.

Everything on earth will worship him

singing in glorious songs.

The word of the Lord

comes in a cool breeze,

carried by the wind,

rustling soothingly through the trees—

a refreshing breath that brings

peace.

The breath of the Almighty gives me life.

The word of the Lord comes in the tides,

the seas reaching

beyond the shore, stretching

to meet the horizon, portraying

his vast

endless love.

His love will know no bounds.

The word of the Lord

comes in the morning

rising with the sun, awakening

all creation, resurrecting

the day, alive with hope;

and in the evening

with the moon and stars,

securely placed in the heavens, shining

like his glory, summoning

rest.

I lie down and sleep; I wake again

because the Lord sustains me.

The word of the Lord comes through all of creation—

lighting our paths, guiding our steps, bringing us

truth. The Word

of the Lord remains

forever.

The grass withers and the flowers fade, but

the word of our God

stands forever.

Rachael Carson is a Jesus-loving, French-teaching stay-at-home-mom who is using poetry to process her faith, motherhood, grief, and anything else that life throws at her. She lives in Columbia, TN with her amazing husband and their two beautiful, spunky girls.