This devotional was written by Audrey Assad. Audrey is an independent singer, musician, and songwriter whose musical influences range from Paul Simon and the Carpenters to Feist and Jack White. More often than not she has her nose in a book—usually something by Tolstoy, C.S. Lewis, Pope John Paul II, or Madeline L’Engle.
I’ve read of Beethoven that, when his hearing was lost, he sawed the legs off his piano and laid its body down on the floor; then, with his head pressed against the floorboards, he pounded on the keys to hear the notes. He continued to write his symphonies even when one of his greatest tools—his hearing—was taken from him. Passion and perseverance are an explosive combination.
I should pray with that kind of unquenchable desire, especially when it sounds like God is silent. Like Beethoven, I ought to press my ear to the floor; I ought to search for the sound of His footfalls. I am “…a deaf man with my ear to the ground, listening for what You say.”
I sort of love it that God dances with us like this. He weaves like the shuttle on a loom, coming close, pulling back, and irresistibly drawing all of us little threads into the tapestry created by His dynamic movement. By it we learn to ache for Him when He feels far off, and cherish Him when He draws near to us.
Even when God is whispering instead of shouting, He is relentless in His pursuit of the human heart. Francis Thompson’s beautiful poem says it better than these lyrics ever could.
“I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vista’ed hopes I sped; and shot, precipitated,
A-down Titanic glooms of chasm’ed fears,
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
But with unhurrying chase, and unperturbed pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy
They beat—and a Voice beat more instant than the feet…
“All things betray Thee, Thou who betrayest Me.”
(excerpt, The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson)