想飛 の Ben仔

The only voice that I could hear was my own.

I feared that God didn’t love me anymore, and that my prayers were just noise. I shouted to my God, “O Lord, hear me!”  But the Lord did not respond.  I did not know why my worst fears were coming true. I had done all that the Lord had told me. I had poured out my heart and opened my heart for the Lord to come in. What was wrong?

It was not until I quietly and passionately told my Father, “I am nothing without You” that I heard my Father's voice. It was then that I no longer looked for the great strong wind. It was then I no longer looked for the earthquake. And it was then I no longer looked for the fire. I wondered how I could have dared to ask the Lord to show Himself to me in those ways. They all meant nothing to me if they didn’t contain the voice of my Lord.

My ears were finally opened, and I heard my God say in a whisper, “I am your beloved Father, and you are my princess.” O, the sweetness that flooded my soul!

My heart was refreshed. My heart was full. His quiet voice was my strength, and His still small voice was the peace of my days. And how wonderful it was!  The wind, earthquake, and fire that I thought were glorious didn’t even compare to the delicate gentle voice of my Savior. Now I no longer sought after my Lord with my eyes, but rather my ears.

My ears were fixed on His still small voice: 
“Shhh and listen my child. I am your beloved Father, and you are my princess.”

Reflection 

1. Was there a time in your life when you could not hear God’s voice or feel His spirit when you yearned so much for it?

2. Each one of us has a different way of hearing God’s voice. How do you hear God’s whisper?