Fall for the Word… Listen
- Andrea Brown
- Sep 17, 2025
- 1 min read
Words that fall like dew.
They settle quietly on the soul—
wrapped in the hush of heaven,
carrying weight, wonder,
and something too holy to rush.
Listen, God is speaking.
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Not loud, but deep.
Not hurried, but holy.
A breath spoke from eternity that has found its way into time.
Whispers that stir the eternal and infinite inside us.
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This isn’t just ink on a page,
but blood and breath,
width and depth,
indeed the Wind.
It's the pulse of heaven.
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A moment before the breaking.
A whisper sharp enough to tear the veil,
and gentle enough to undo the tangled heart,
reminding, beckoning…
Listen, the LORD is speaking.
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Lean into this holy interruption.
What’s inside isn't meant to entertain.
It won’t fit neatly into your feed.
It may unsettle your comfort,
disturb your ease,
provoke you to dig where you’d rather stay shallow.
As Deep calls to deep
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It will call you.
It will search you.
It will ignite the flicker within you,
the place that has grown dim,
the ember that has gone cold.
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Because that’s what the Word does.
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Wait for it.
Don’t scroll past it.
As you read,
Let Him read you.
Let Him impart:
Rhema.
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Again, wait for it.
Heaven is shaking.
The earth is reeling.
Listen, the Spirit is speaking.
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“Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.” Psalm 42:7.
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