The Narrow Way

There will be moments in this walk where the wind quiets.
Where the fire dims.
Where heaven doesn’t speak the way it used to.
And everything in you whispers,
“God… are You still here?”

But the test of real love isn’t found in loud worship or answered prayers.
It’s found in the silence.

When the feelings fade,
When the goosebumps are gone,
When the open doors pause and the heavens feel still,
Will you stay?

Because anyone can love Him when the blessing flows.
But lovers are formed in the quiet.
In the waiting.
In the stillness where there’s no spotlight, no rush, no answer, just faith.

Psalm 46:10 says,
“Be still, and know that I am God.”

Not “be loud.”
Not “be impressive.”
Be still.
And in the stillness, you will know Him.

Silence is not absence.
Silence is an invitation.
To trust deeper.
To press in, not pull away.
To anchor your love not in how much you feel, but in who He is.

And this is where the roots go deep.
Where love stops being emotional and becomes eternal.
Where the flame no longer flickers with every shift, because it’s been tested in the quiet.

This is where you whisper:
“Even here, I love You.
Even now, I stay.”

Like Mary, still at His feet when others moved on.
Like David, writing psalms in the caves with no crown.
Like Jesus, praying in Gethsemane, sweating blood, yet still saying,
“Not My will, but Yours be done.”

That’s what love looks like in silence.

It’s steady.
It’s low.
It’s faithful.

And that kind of love?
It moves heaven.
It ministers to the heart of God.

Because you’re not staying for a feeling,
You’re staying for Him.

So if the silence stretches,
If the wait lingers,
If the voice seems faint,

Don’t walk away.
Don’t harden your heart.
Don’t fill the silence with noise.

Just whisper back:
“Still I stay.”
“Still I trust.”
“Still I love You.”

Because when the silence finally breaks,
And He speaks again.
You’ll know you didn’t stay for the blessing.
You stayed for the Bridegroom.

And He always remembers those who waited.