I don't think we expect God to directly speak to us today, at least not like He did to people in the Bible... For example, I think of Samuel, and how God called him, and wonder why we don't hear God's voice like that today... Perhaps it's because we're too busy, or our lives too loud to listen...I know God still speaks today; I think we don't hear about it because we're afraid of what others may think of us if we share... I will share a time I heard God's voice.
Perhaps the darkest moment in my life was almost twenty-one years ago now. I lost a child, a daughter, in the final month of her pregnancy. I remember holding the lifeless form of my daughter, so beautifully formed, so tragically taken. I remember after they took my daughter away, and her mother lay sedated and asleep, I sat all alone in the waiting room, alone with God and my thoughts. I remember so clearly praying, "God, how could you allow this to happen? What good can possibly come out of this?" Just as clearly as if He were standing in the room I heard Him speak (indeed, I opened my eyes and looked around to see who spoke, it was that clear)... He said, "You lost a child who you never knew; I lost my son who I knew forever". It was in that moment I knew God grieved with me; two fathers grieving the loss of their children together, and all the pain and heartache that went with that experience. At this, the lowest point of my life, I never felt closer to my God, the Father, than I did right then. That is the graciousness of God- that in the depth of the valley of despair He is there, and He is real, and He wraps his arms around me and carries me through. My greatest spiritual blessing happened at my darkest hour. That is the goodness of God. Thank-you Father for allowing me to be quiet and hear your voice, to understand your words, through the Sons of Korah, "Be still, and know that I am God". I know God speaks today; are we strong enough, bold enough to listen?
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