I forgot about my blog for a little while, but today, I was overwhelmed with this replaying thought: It is an honor to hear the voice of God. So I decided to develop a little further via my blog. This afternoon I was sitting on my best friend, Grace's porch after a long, tiring day. I didn't really feel like talking, which isn't normal. Whenever I get pensive, quiet and internal, Grace either tells me what she thinks I'm thinking (she's right a lot of the time) or is quick to ask me what I'm thinking. This time she asked me, and this is essentially what I told her, plus some more processed thoughts:
It's been a long year, and I'm tired. I'm burnt out, probably in a good way. I feel exhausted in every sense of the word, spiritually, emotionally, physically... I've been feeling spread thin in leadership, time, finances, etc. I've given it my all. And for some people this year seemed to fly by. But for me, it rolled by at snail's pace, and it was refining. It was refining and painful because God took me and broke me to heal me rightly. I'm ready for the year to end... In reality, I'm almost there, and it's taking everything in me to press in until the finish line. When I'm tired, I make a lot of mistakes, and so these past couple of weeks I've made mistake after mistake. It's humbling and good for me because I want to be reminded that I need God. And I do! I want and need God, and after this year, I can say that I love Jesus more than ever. And the thing I keep thinking about the most is the fact that I heard God and continue to hear him. At every step and turn, God was there. We dialogued. He promised. He spoke. He comforted. He foresaw. He protected. And I am honored. I am honored that I get to hear the voice of God. I am honored I get to walk in rich relationship with him. I am honored that he cares enough to tell me things to prepare, protect, and place value on me. I'm in no way entitled to hearing the voice of God. It is not my right; it is a privilege. It's a God-like characteristic that he gave us when he made us in his image.
Hearing God's voice is so simple. We ask, we still our hearts and minds, and he speaks through the Holy Spirit. If it's biblical and encouraging, the first thing (a phrase, Scripture, a vision, etc.) that comes to your mind is from God. Simple and beautiful. And I know there are people who question this very thing: hearing the voice of God. I've had my doubts. However, I always come back to this thought: God is really big. God made us tiny humans to be able to interact, love, talk, hang out, etc. in relationship. Why would our relationship with him be anything less than our relationship with one another? We have to be able to talk to God, especially since he made us in his image. Our ability to talk at all reflects his ability to talk. Isn't it crazy that there is NOTHING good in us that isn't reflecting the good in him? I love it, and I'm honored. I'm honored I get to reflect his nature. I'm honored I get to hear his voice. I'm honored that he decided I was worth it. I'm honored.
It's been a long year, and I'm tired. I'm burnt out, probably in a good way. I feel exhausted in every sense of the word, spiritually, emotionally, physically... I've been feeling spread thin in leadership, time, finances, etc. I've given it my all. And for some people this year seemed to fly by. But for me, it rolled by at snail's pace, and it was refining. It was refining and painful because God took me and broke me to heal me rightly. I'm ready for the year to end... In reality, I'm almost there, and it's taking everything in me to press in until the finish line. When I'm tired, I make a lot of mistakes, and so these past couple of weeks I've made mistake after mistake. It's humbling and good for me because I want to be reminded that I need God. And I do! I want and need God, and after this year, I can say that I love Jesus more than ever. And the thing I keep thinking about the most is the fact that I heard God and continue to hear him. At every step and turn, God was there. We dialogued. He promised. He spoke. He comforted. He foresaw. He protected. And I am honored. I am honored that I get to hear the voice of God. I am honored I get to walk in rich relationship with him. I am honored that he cares enough to tell me things to prepare, protect, and place value on me. I'm in no way entitled to hearing the voice of God. It is not my right; it is a privilege. It's a God-like characteristic that he gave us when he made us in his image.
Hearing God's voice is so simple. We ask, we still our hearts and minds, and he speaks through the Holy Spirit. If it's biblical and encouraging, the first thing (a phrase, Scripture, a vision, etc.) that comes to your mind is from God. Simple and beautiful. And I know there are people who question this very thing: hearing the voice of God. I've had my doubts. However, I always come back to this thought: God is really big. God made us tiny humans to be able to interact, love, talk, hang out, etc. in relationship. Why would our relationship with him be anything less than our relationship with one another? We have to be able to talk to God, especially since he made us in his image. Our ability to talk at all reflects his ability to talk. Isn't it crazy that there is NOTHING good in us that isn't reflecting the good in him? I love it, and I'm honored. I'm honored I get to reflect his nature. I'm honored I get to hear his voice. I'm honored that he decided I was worth it. I'm honored.
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