“And here I am, your invited guest – it’s incredible!” Psalm 5.7
Last week I sat, along with many others, listened to an invitation to hear God’s voice. There were lots of stories and examples, some interesting others not. I confess that I agree with my speaker’s conclusion that the best source for hearing God’s word is the Bible. I do not question this, but how personal is this invitation?
Maybe the quest to know who God is, to hear God specifically, is not destined to be personal. I however have this dream where a personal God interested in me.
Thursday a friend asks if I had a “word from God” for him. The question had been ask once before, a couple years ago I think, and it now seems a distant memory. In thinking through his question, nothing comes to mind. After my meditation time and reading some Bible verses, nothing comes to mind.
Yesterday I wake with a message! My message is not a cheery one, am I now becoming the teacher? Is this message the result of tossing and turning for several nights? Is this the result of drinking two plus quarts of water each day with minimal food? Do I expect that I am going to do something with it?
I try not to think about it. As the day progressed so did the message’s clarity. By the time I stumbled into bed, very early, my mind was full of nothing else. Sleep came fast along with the nagging uncertainty that I had let God down.
Two hours later I am awake, rested and presented with the choice – deliver the message or lose a chance to hear His voice. As I write I know it is God voice. As I write I realized God is speaking to each one of us at every turn, in many different ways, if we want to hear.
I can not recall the details of His message for my friend. The words faded quickly, they were for another. I do know God spoke.
He speaks to you.
