I am full of voices. So full in fact that it is often hard to discern one voice from another. The voices of my anxieties, insecurities, and fears are loud and demand constant attention. And to be honest, when I listen to them they completely drain and deplete my soul.
God’s voice, on the other hand, is quiet and soft and non-intrusive. It, by design, can only be heard when my soul is still and silent and at rest. Which can make hearing it a bit of a challenge. But when I am finally at a place, and in a space, where I can come to stillness and hear his voice, it has the direct opposite effect on my soul. God’s voice produces life within me, and peace. It nourishes and nurtures, it guides and directs, it creates joy and delight.
My challenge, then, is to listen, listen to him and not allow the more obvious voices to overwhelm and control me. My job is to give ear, come to him, and hear. It is a process that will not just happen on its own. It will not just fall on my head. It means that I must be intentional. I must make time and space to quiet all of the voices that negate life, and to listen the still, soft voice of God that nourishes and creates it. The only question is: “How will I do that today?”