I was talking to my friend Bart last year backstage at an event. He was about to go on stage and we were talking about the first time we met. It had occurred to me the weekend before that nearly 20 years had passed since that weekend in Colorado.
I’ll never forget that trip, because it’s one of my first memories of experiencing the gospel. It was the first time I can remember actually hearing the voice of God.
I think if we’re honest with one another, most of us would admit that we’ve never heard the voice of God.
Oh sure, we’ve heard and read magnificent stories about encounters with God, but most of us, if we were to be completely vulnerable with one another, would probably say, we’ve never had a powerful experience with our heavenly Father.
In fact, most of us get a bit uncomfortable when someone speaks in terms of hearing from God.
I know I do. I’m skeptical whenever I hear someone from a stage or behind a pulpit publicly refer to hearing the voice of God.For me that’s mostly because of some wounds from my past, but nevertheless I think most of us are more skeptical than anything else at that sort of thing.
What I remember most about that experience isn’t anything BIG, LOUD, or EPIC per se, but rather the peace and the stillness. It was the comfort of hearing exactly what I needed to hear. It was the indescribable but recognizable voice of a Father. I wish I could tell you there was some burning bush type moment or that some beam of light pierced the ceiling, blinding everyone but me, but I can’t. It was more like that still small voice, that gentle whisper, we read so much about in scripture, and upon hearing it, I began to weep. I couldn’t control the flood of tears as my heart was pierced.
I remind myself of what I heard every time I feel lost and alone. When I’m going through a season where God feels silent, and joy escapes my every turn, I just close my eyes and remember hearing those words again.
Those words are printed red in my Bible meaning they were spoken by Jesus himself. They were his very words. They carry a tremendous weight.
That night I listened as Bart led us to ask and to seek. “What is it God wants to say to you tonight?” “Just ask him,” he said.
And what I heard has marked my life ever since.
“You’re my friend.”
Recently I asked a bunch of people on Twitter and Facebook about things they wanted to hear from God. And I wasn’t shocked or surprised the least bit by the responses I received. People said things like:
- I love you
- I am with you
- You’re not alone
We all want to hear these things. We all travel by the same sign posts and watering holes in our stories. We all desire to be loved, known, accepted and seen. We want to be recognized and valued. We want to experience the truth of that verse above.
There is one thing that God wants to say to you today and all you need to do is simply ask. Many times asking is the hardest part. It requires a little faith, a little risk on your part. You may not always get what you want, but that’s never really the point anyways.
Will you risk a little today?
What is it that you would like to hear God say to you?
What do you need right now?
Feel free to share in the comments below!
Trackback from your site.