In the days when Jake felt his mind was running a few bricks short of a full load he was told he would never find his friend lost in the crowd of humanity without the heart to at least look. What made matters worse was Jake no longer remembered what his friend looked like nor what his name was nor why he bothered trying to find him.
Regardless that still small voice kept reminding him that if—yes, if—he were willing to listen and respond promptly as he was directed he would one day find his friend and be able to laugh again. Over the years Jake kept searching even among those unlikeable sorts he ran into wondering why his friend would consider hiding among them.
Eventually the still small voice ever ready with something new to say no longer focused on Jake’s lost friend. By then Jake had more friends than he previously thought were there to find joyfully aware that not a single brick was missing from the load on his truck.
Denise offers the prompt word “truck” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
1 Kings 19:11-12
11 And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake:
12 And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.