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March 6, 2026

Jason Bonnicksen

HOLY SPIRIT WHISPERS

365 DAYS OF THANKSLIVING — DAY 96

HOLY SPIRIT WHISPERS
Fridays are sermon days. Of all the things in my week, sermon writing is one of the most crucial aspects of my calling. I approach every passage the same way: contemplatively, methodically, and prayerfully. This weekend’s passage was no different.
Now, ask any preacher and they’ll tell ya: some passages appear easy, while others are intricate and complex. While every pericope presents a unique set of challenges, I’ve found that the ones that seem “obvious” are often the most challenging. Such was the case today.
I was clicking right along and filling out my template—the same one I’ve used for the last 15 years. Zip-zap, lickety-split; I was cruising, on track to be finished earlier than normal. Yet, that nagging “Big Question” I needed—the one that drives the whole shebang—kept eluding me.
Thank goodness for Boxer dog interruptions to disrupt my flow. Ball! Ball! Gus-Gus always has a ball in his mouth. If he had his way, we’d play 24/7. After a quick game and a chance to stretch my legs, I was back at it.
Enter distraction #2. I opened Facebook to continue replying to birthday wishes. That’s when I saw a message from an old friend, Jason Cork. We chatted back and forth for a few minutes, and then he asked one simple question that felt like a whisper from the Holy Spirit. His question had nothing to do with our current ministries, but everything to do with what God was doing in my life while we worked together at Chick-fil-A (of all places).
As I wrote my reply to Jason—yes, we share the same name—it hit me like a Mack truck. My opening intro, the very question that had been eluding me, was right there in my response to him. The irony was, it really wasn’t about me; it was about what the Spirit of God was revealing to my heart.
 
Jesus was a master tactician at speaking to people’s hearts. He did it for the woman at the well in Sychar. She had been in a long dry spell; at her lowest and spiritually dehydrated, Jesus spoke words that became a well of living water:

“Anyone who drinks this water will soon become thirsty again. But those who drink the water I give will never be thirsty again. It becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life.”

John 4:13–14, ESV
My conversation with Jason reminded me of that dry spell in my own life—a time when I didn’t know if I’d ever return to ministry. Yet, here I am today. By the grace of God, there go I. Like Jason Cork’s message today, my time at Chick-fil-A was one Holy Spirit whisper after another, leading to the next, until finally God’s whisper came in the form of a letter. The rest, as they say, is history.
 
Today, I’m thankful for my worship leader buddy, Jason, and the way the Holy Spirit whispered right through him. Sometimes God’s Word smacks us upside the head like a two-ton truck, and other times, He speaks with a still, small voice.
 
What’s been your experience?

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