Small Voice

Natty had a scare tonight as we went out for our latest installment of night sledding.  She decided to go down a section of the little hill that went straight for the fence of the baseball field at the high school. What possessed her do this is beyond me.  I had called out to her not do go in that area but I was quite a ways away.  The kids had gone over before I had my coat and gloves on hence my distance from them.  Well my call not to go was not heard.  Perhaps my voice was too small.  She went and she went fast, then out of control, then into the fence where she slammed her back up against a fence post.  She was hurtin for certain.  I think there was a lot of being scared that intensified things.  Anyhow, it was one of those situations where I wished she would have heard the warning.  The pain could have been avoided.  Isn't it the same with us?  I don't know that we always hear the still small voice.  Perhaps it is because we are too determined to follow a course and don't see the pitfalls that are before us and so we are not listening for it.  I feel bad that Natty is having pain and I truly hope the injury is minor.  At the same time I feel frustration because I tried to stop her from going that route but it was to no avail.  A little lesson in hearing and acting on promptings from the Spirit.  Hopefully not a lesson with lasting pain.