Speaking walls and flies and such

Have you ever walked through an old house letting yourself go beyond admiring the architecture and the top layer of wall paper you know hides 3 or 4 other layers underneath -  and simply start to wonder what had taken place in the rooms you now wander through?

 "I wish I could be a fly on the wall" fits in that same frame of mind - the desire to know what went on. And then Amy Grant sang; "If these old walls could speak". I was a fairly new believer when it hit the charts some 25 years ago, and it stirred that poetic, musing, pondering part of my heart.

So what if the walls started speaking - would you listen? Would you believe what they said?
If you walked through the temple courts where Jesus had been interrogated before Pilate - or inside the home where they let the man down through the roof - or in the home of Simon the Leper where Mary pours perfume over Jesus - if these walls started speaking of these events, would you then believe?
Or are you looking for the writing on the wall as it happened to king Belshazzar - or the speaking donkey that rebuked Balaam?

Maybe God could make walls speak since he truly is the maker of miracles, but would you then need a translator? Would he speak in Greek - Hebrew or choose English for your sake?

What if he chose to speak an universal language that everybody can understand? And not only that, but that if you listened you could hear him speak no matter where you are?
                                                   
                                                            I believe he did!

Don't you ever stand under the starry night sky and gaze and gaze, getting lost in the never ending vastness of it? Doesn't a sunrise or sunset stir your heart with its beauty? When you arrive at the ocean, don't you breathe in more deeply? Aren't you in awe driving through mountain ranges? Or stunned when standing at the top of a mountain and seeing the beauty stretched out before you isn't there a song trying to be set free inside of you?

"The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.  Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun, which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber, and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy." Psalm 19:1-5

God is speaking!

                               Will you listen?

                                                             Will you believe?

-b