A Million Voices
Psalm 88:1-2 Lord, you are the God who saves me; day and night I cry out to you. May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to my cry. Psalm 116:2 Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. They’re back. Tim and I walked Rosie around a looping path at a local park. The birds chirped, but the cicadas trilled louder. This group of insects with a large voice had hibernated underground for seventeen years. Imagine going that long without speaking. Now they’ve emerged and they are letting us know. A body part called a tymbal lies under their wings. When they move their body in rapid succession, the tymbal clicks and produces the rattling sound that echoes across the yards and fields, sometimes in a deafening tone. As we walked and I listened to the crusty creatures, I had to wonder how we sound to God when we pray. If you’ve ever been in a classroom of small children and they’re all talking at...
