Noisy Small Town

I am amazed at times how a quiet, sleepy, rural community such as McCook can generate so much noise. Certain nights of the week in the summer permit Nascar-like racing at the fairgrounds. Train whistles and connections continually penetrate the night. Late night motorcyclists seem to be gunning their motors to reach their destination. The occasional ambulance and the chimes of several churches waft through the night air. Dogs bark at the alley cats. Psalm 46:10 instructs us to "Be still and know that I am God." It is significant that the Psalm in which the words "be still" occur is filled with noise and commotion. The earth shakes, the waters roar and are troubled, the mountains threaten to tumble into the midst of the sea. The nations rage, the kingdoms are moved and the sound of war is heard throughout the land. Then a voice is heard out of the silence saying, "Be still and know that I am God." Go back sometime and read I Kings 19, where Elijah stands at the entrance of a cave waiting to hear from the Lord and receive His commissioning. The point that I'd like to make is that today, we must listen until our inner ears hear the words of God. When His voice is heard, it will not be as shouting in a stadium of a nervous world. Rather, the reassuring call of One Who said He shall not always strive or cry or speak loudly in the streets. It will be heard plainly enough in the heart, and in the end that is all that matters.

Medical update: We are praising the Lord that my bilirubin level has dropped to 17.2. Enzymes continue to show downward trends as well, many of them nearing normal. I feel some strength returning, as I was able to get the front lawn mowed this week for the first time!