I heard your voice today.

I heard your voice this morning when I awoke. Birdsong! You made it sound like spring time! It’s cold outside, but that didn’t stop you from greeting me. I’m so thankful I heard you.

You spoke to me again as I was walking to work. You approached me and wanted to discuss the latest [fill in the blank.] I smiled and listened. I finally ended our conversation with, “Well, there are more important things to worry about.” You said, “Yes, you’re right” and we went our separate ways. Did you just need to vent, I wondered? I’m glad I was able to listen.

I heard your voice in the fullness of the day. There were times when your voice sounded weary. Mostly, you sounded gentle and kind. I wondered, was I only half-listening?

I saw you as I was leaving work today. You were a little girl holding your mother’s hand and joyfully going down the street. You heard me close the door and you turned around and said in a loud voice, “Hello!” It was as if you wanted to make sure I heard you. I said hello back. I thought your voice sounded beautiful.

I heard you this evening in the voice of an old friend. I was sorry I hadn’t listened more.

Thank you for speaking to me through those around me today. I continue to listen for your voice and watch for your presence.