The Sound of His Voice

I had a conversation with my brother-in-law recently, in which he told me that he had confidence in my connection with the Lord. He told me I know when God is speaking and he trusts that I will know the Voice when I hear it.

Since I have a lot of respect for my brother-in-law, that was a pretty high compliment that I appreciated.

But today I've been challenged to focus on that Voice. This morning I was worried about something and was praying rather...okay, in a panic. And as I drove to work, praying hard, I really sensed a peace settling over my spirit, telling me everything was okay...He had it all under control...and I could stop worrying. And there in my car, I said out loud, "But God, how do I know that's You saying it and not just my own need to make myself feel better right this minute?"

Later, when all was resolved, I knew God was saying, "See, girl? I tried to tell you..."

I know that I know His Voice. And in these past few weeks, I've been more sure of it (in many ways) than I've ever been. But Satan loves to attack me in this area of my life. He knows if he can just get me to doubt a little...fear a little...he's got me and he's got me good.

Instead of going home at lunch, I drove to a park and sat under some beautiful white flowering trees. With the sun shining down its warmth, I spent some good time in prayer. I'm excited with what I heard God say - and I KNOW it's God.

You might remember that a couple of years ago, I spent every Tuesday lunch hour in the prayer chapel here at work, praying hard. I have a feeling that practice might be nudging its way back into my life....

...because I can't afford to doubt His Voice.