GOD IS CALLING

Welcome back to my blog, At Break of Day! With God’s help and guidance, I published my own website and put out my first blog post last week. My site has been live for 7 days, and I’ve already received so much love and support. I’m so grateful for everyone here on this journey with me. Coming back to God changed my life completely, and I hope you find His arms wide open and waiting to change yours, too. I could never have taken this step of faith without His strength holding me steady and His light showing me the way.

Now that we’ve gotten through the introduction, I want to outline my vision for the blog moving forward. Each week’s post will have a theme based on a lesson from my life, paired with a specific section of scripture. Based on the scripture, I will dive into what God is teaching and how it applies to all of us, no matter where we are. Even if our lives look nothing alike, His truth is always right and always good.

Today’s passage is one that has shaped my faith more than almost any other. It comes from 1 Kings 19, a chapter that captures the humanity of God’s prophet, Elijah. Elijah had been chosen by God to speak to His people, the Israelites, during a time they had turned away from God. He was obedient and courageous. He stood up for the truth. However, his obedience to God came at a high cost. He was hated by the people. His calling was draining. He was constantly threatened. His life was in danger. Even though he was doing everything God told him to do, he was worn out and breaking.

So Elijah ran– desperate and exhausted. In the wilderness, far from the people he was called to serve, he sat alone under a tree and said words many of us have breathed in our darkest moments: “I have had enough, Lord.”

Afraid.

Broken.

Hopeless.

But God didn’t abandon him there. Instead, He met him right where he was.

“The Lord said, ‘Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.’ Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.”

1 Kings 19:11-13

God didn’t come to Elijah in the dramatic. He didn’t come in the loud. He didn’t come shaking the earth or blazing like fire. He came in a whisper. Personal, soft, and true. God showed Elijah that He saw him, knew him, and loved him.

Like Elijah, I fled from God and what He wanted for my life. I had enough. It was too difficult to follow Christ in today’s world. I had convinced myself that being a Christian meant life would be easier. I thought I’d be comfortable, my life path would be clear, and my prayers would be answered on my terms. The truth is actually the opposite.

Being a Christian means you will always have enemies. The devil will fight a hundred times harder working against you because of the purpose you have within you. You will be judged, misunderstood, or even attacked for what you believe. You will face resistance, just like Elijah.

I couldn’t handle that, not then.

I wanted God to prove Himself to me, to prove that all this is worth it, to prove that He loves me. I wanted a miracle. I wanted Him to burst into my life and fix everything that was broken around me– my health, my relationship, my finances, my anxiety, my depression, my loneliness. I wanted Him to show Himself in a wind, earthquake, or fire. I wanted something cinematic and awesome. I wanted a big sign.

But that big sign never came.

Instead, God met me the same way He met Elijah: in a whisper.

In a moment of quiet.

In the smallest tug at my heart.

In the simplicity of an ordinary day.

I was sitting in my bed, where I had spent every day wrestling with worry, doubt, and questions, when I felt a tug in my spirit. It wasn’t loud or flashy, but I knew what it was right away. It’s not how I thought miracles looked, but it was a miracle nonetheless.

God’s presence was with me.

His voice.

His whisper.

God didn’t overwhelm me. He didn’t shake my world apart. It was just a small pull, a reminder that He had never left me all along. He had been beside me in every tear, every sleepless night, and every heartbreak. He was whispering to me while I was waiting for something louder.

That night, I realized that God doesn’t always reveal Himself in the supernatural. More often, He reveals Himself in the quiet everyday moments we often overlook. A kind word from a stranger. A small blessing we never noticed before. A peace we can’t explain. A clarity that comes out of nowhere when you least expect it. A small whisper that says, “I’m here”.

And God’s whisper isn’t quiet because He is far away. It’s quiet because He is close. When someone whispers to you, they’re right beside you, close enough for you to feel their presence before they even say anything. During that time, I thought God was far from me, but He was always there holding me together when I was falling apart.

I just didn’t know how to listen yet.

Maybe that’s where you are right now– waiting for the sky to split open or some big miracle to make everything okay again. Maybe you’re begging God to show Himself in a big, undeniable way because you’re afraid that if He doesn’t, He never will.

I was there, and I know how heavy that is.

My friend, please hear me when I say this:

God isn’t quiet because He is far. He doesn’t whisper because He is weak. And just because you can’t see Him doesn’t mean He’s not working in a thousand little ways to get you through each moment.

Sometimes the miracle isn’t wind or fire.

Sometimes the miracle is that you are still here, still breathing, still holding on.

If you’re reading this and you feel like Elijah– overwhelmed, scared, running, hiding– then let this be a reminder:

God is here.

He walks every step with you, meets you in the cave, comes to you in the quiet, and whispers to you. If your heart feels heavy, let Him hold it. If you’re crying, let Him wipe the tears away. If you can’t go any further, let Him carry you.

The same God that whispered to Elijah in the darkness is whispering to you right now in your darkness. He is drawing you close. He is working in your heart.

So listen.

God is calling. 🩷