We just got back from a HS camping trip to Brown County, and I was struck, as I usually am on such adventures into the wilderness, at the silence that I found there. Silence is something that we don't experience much in our culture. We're bombarded too much with noise. Even white noise is noise, and I wonder how much the noise prevents us from being able to truly hear God when He is speaking to us. If Samuel slept with his iPod on or a fan running to keep him cool, would he have heard God speak to him?
Several years ago I read The Pursuit of God by AW Tozer. It's a fantastic little book that you should try to get your hands on if you can. At the end of each chapter Tozer gives his readers a prayer to pray, and I have been really blessed by this one in particular. I hope you can appreciate it, too. In fact, if you send me an email or post a comment on here I will give you a bookmark with the quote on it.
Lord, teach me to listen. The times are noisy and my ears are weary with the thousand raucous sounds which continuously assault them. Give me the spirit of the boy Samuel when he said to Thee, "Speak, for Thy servant heareth." Let me hear Thee speaking in my heart. Let me get used to the sound of Thy voice, that its tones may be familiar when the sounds of earth die away and the only sound will be the music of Thy speaking voice. Amen.