He Speaks, and the Sound of His Voice

There are times you hear from God and it’s as if He is sitting beside you whispering His will right into your ear. His Creator voice into your created ear. Some claim to have heard an audible voice from their God. I haven’t had that experience, but I might as well have. There have been many times I knew an answer was straight from Him.

The last time that happened was a week ago Saturday. For several months I have been preparing to speak to a group of ladies from Kingsland Baptist Church in Katy. The theme for their retreat was based on the different relationships women experience. I bought several books and read through the one they were suggesting. I had notes everywhere and books everywhere, but nothing was coming together in my head.

So that Saturday I was at the church all day trying to help Michael by keeping visitors out of his office so he could study, and had all my notes all over the desk trying to come up with something. Still nothing.

That night as I was heading south toward the house, I cried out to God, asking why things weren’t happening for me. After all, I only had six days left. Then I clearly heard in my head, “I didn’t make you a speaker. You go do what you do.” Then a sweet peace just came over me. I woke up the next morning, still without a plan, but a confidence that He did have a plan.

That next weekend in beautiful Camp Tejas, God met with me and 100+ other women eager to hear from Him. He was amazing. Ely also heard from Him and the songs she brought to sing with us went hand in hand with the spoken Word. I wish you could have seen their faces as the Word washed over them. A beautiful sight. I was so blessed to be able to witness that.

What if I hadn’t heard from Him? What if He spoke and I didn’t hear because of the desire to have a plan to please or meet others’ expectations? I hate knowing that I’ve probably missed Him many times. I don’t ever want to miss Him again.

There is a song that has played itself over and over again in my head the last week or so. One part of it goes like this:

He speaks, and the sound of His voice

is so sweet the birds hush their singing.

And the melody that He gave to me

within my heart is ringing.

Thank you, Jesus for putting the melody in my heart. It comes from You and only You. Thank You for loving me enough to tell me what You need me to know. Thank You that I heard You Saturday night.

Take the glory, Lord, take the glory.