We have heard that God speaks with a "still, small voice." It doesn't take a lot in our world of noisy distraction, in our lives of clamorous activity, to drown out anyone or anything speaking with quiet, reserved compassion-- including (but not limited to) God.
How often is our environment truly quiet? How often are our spirits truly still?
Perhaps today our loving Source has something of merit to share with us; can we clear the space to listen?