I have thought a lot about “the voice” of the Lord. I really can say at times, “the Lord said…”. Certainly, in the Word, the Lord said, but I mean, to me. I know there is controversy about it. Do I hear Him audibly? Nope. But I really “hear” Him in my heart and spirit. Not all the time, never about anyone else. Only to me, about me. He does prick my spirit about things at times. I will hear, ‘go give her a hug”, “stay away”, “don’t say that” kind of stuff.
I was reading Psalm 29 today. It is so interesting and made me think. Verses 3-9 talks strong words, big words, big voice. Verse3, “the voiceof the Lord is upon the waters…”the God of glory thunders. The balance of that passage mentions that the voice of the Lord is powerful, majestic, breaks the cedars. Verse 7, “the voice the Lord hews the flames of fire, shakes the wilderness. Verse 9 “makes deer to calve and strips the forest bare; in His temple EVERYTHING, says “Glory”. Isn’t that amazing? His voice alone can do all those things. Incredible. The strength and power is indecribable. Yet, He can use that powerful, amazing voice, to calm us, to encourage us and to make us know we are loved. The same voice can be soft and quiet, just to let us know He is there.
I remember one of the first times that happened to me. Mike, Erin and Brody and I were at Disneyland. It was when the Indiana Jones ride was brand new. The line was all the way from Frontierland to Main Street, USA. We went everywhere else until the end of the evening and then the line was 4 hours long. Standing at the end of the line, a couple came up and asked us how many were in our party. We told them 4. I was a little skeptical, thinking that they were scamming us a little. They said that there had been a mistake of some sort and “Town Hall” had given them a pass for 6 people to “go to the front” of the line. They asked us if we would join them. We could not believe it. We walked right past all those folks to the head of the line. The ride, of course, was very fun and exciting. We got off the ride before we even realized what had happened. The kids were thrilled. It all happened so fast. Weird, but I immediately had to go to the bathroom, (sorry, but true). I really needed a minute alone. In the stall, I could not help but say, “Thank You, Lord. Only You could have orchestrated that.” In that still, soft voice, but true, I could even hear a smile, My Father said, ” you are wecome.” I was a little stunned, but I knew it was Him. The voice that had the power to raise Jesus from the dead. The voice that is powerful and majestic cares about telling me that I was welcome, just so in that minute I knew He heard me. He was there and heard me in the bathroom stall in Disneyland, Anaheim, CA.
There are many things I pray about and for that I have not had that immediate response. What I learned right then was that my Father hears me wherever I am, whatever I am doing and in His timing He aswers His way. I am grateful.