I can almost always understand what my grandchildren are saying. (that’s a big ALMOST always.)
The two that can talk still talk are just one and three. Their parents understand them 98% of the time. I’m pretty good at deciphering what they are telling me. When I’m not sure I look to their mother for translation.
I can understand them because I spend a lot of time with them.
I’ve met other one year olds and three year olds and I’m sometimes baffled as to what they are saying to me. Why? I don’t know them and I haven’t spent quality time getting to know them.
In the same way, I desire to hear my Heavenly Father speak. He can speak to me as I read His Word. He can also nudge me and give me a thought. I desire to learn His voice and obey. I think I am beginning to know what He sounds like when He speaks to me, but I can often second-guess my ability at that too.
A few years ago I was at a women’s retreat and the theme was “Treasures”. It was Saturday night and we were worshipping and I heard in my thoughts the following words: “My daughters, YOU are MY treasure”. That was an uplifting thought and an edifying message right? Why didn’t I share it that night when the microphone was open? I was afraid. What if I’d made that up and heard wrong? I didn’t want to misrepresent the Lord or embarrass myself so I did nothing, absolutely nothing. I was unsure as to whether I made that up or if it was really from God.
A couple of days later I was listening to a teaching on the radio and the teacher went over a small list of questions to ask yourself if you think you might be hearing from the Lord. The first question was “Does what I am about to say glorify me or glorify the Lord?” The second question was “Will the other women in the room be lifted up and encouraged?” The answer to both in my case was “yes”. The message would have glorified Him and edified others. So I began to pray that next time I’d be more aware and that God would give me another chance.
The following year on the very first night of our annual women’s retreat, I was again worshipping. I felt that I had heard Him tell me to do something. It was something small, but I was determined to obey. I got up out of my seat and went up the stairs and tried to do what He asked me to do.
There were some moms with little ones up there and I knew them. I felt like I was supposed to give the one mom a break and let her go and worship. I could hold her baby. I’m out of the baby stage and she could use this right? It didn’t work out.
Now, to be honest if I were in her shoes I would have said “no thank you” too.
But I thought I’d felt God nudge me and so I tried to obey.
The situation just didn’t lend itself to my being able to follow through with what I thought He’d told me to do. I did try.
I felt a little confused at the time because I truly was trying to hear His voice and I thought I had. The next morning I prayed and questioned God about that and I got an answer. I know in my heart it was Him answering. He said that I had heard Him and I had obeyed. It was not my job to worry about the outcome. I simply needed to hear and obey. Good point!
So often I’m worried about the outcome. That’s not my job. My job is to hear and obey. God is perfectly capable of taking care of a situation without my help. He desires to use us and He desires for us to know His voice. I’m trying. I’m sure I will make mistakes in my future.
I’m sure there will be times I talk myself silly trying to decide if it’s me or Him. But I’m not giving up.
I belong to Him and the more I’m with Him and the more I get to know Him, the better I will be able to recognize and understand what He is indeed saying to me.
Oh, and if you are around my grandchildren in the near future and don’t understand what they are saying…I’ll be glad to translate!
“for He is our God and we are the people of His pasture, the flock under His care. Today, if only you would hear His voice”
“Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts”