Hi The Williams Post readers! I'm Amy from Sweet Home Santa Barbara.
Last time I was here, I talked about how sometimes I fall short, feeling like I don't always live out my faith the way that I should.
I'm happy to report that I no longer do that. I am officially a perfect Christian now. Yay me!
Did you believe me for even a second? Ha, yeah right.
Recently, I've been really praying and asking God to help me to hear his voice. I've heard stories from other Christians of a single defining moment where they first heard God speak to them, and I've been wanting to have that moment for myself. I know that hearing God's voice will not affect my faith in Him or who He is, but I guess you could say I've been wanting to take our relationship to the next level.
Most of the stories I heard from others involved God sharing a specific piece of scripture, so that's what I was expecting. In moments of stress, frustration or heartache I would beg God to just talk to me. To give me something, anything.
But I heard nothing.
And maybe that's because I was distracted by my own thoughts. Maybe I was hearing Him, but mistaking it for me. Or maybe he was saving that moment for another time.
These past few weeks have been busy. A lot of leaving the house early in the morning, and not getting back until late at night. One day at work, I was having a particularly stressful morning, and had my usual God, pleeasee moment.
I got changed for the gym, which is where I've been spending a lot of my lunch breaks recently. Got into my car, and I came to an intersection where I can either turn left to go to the beach, or right to go to the gym.
Go to the beach, I heard.
I turned right. That couldn't have been God, right? I kept driving.
Go to the beach. Go to the beach.
The voice was persistent, and clear. So I made a U-turn, and headed to the beach. I listened. And I think a part of me was expecting something amazing to happen at the beach, to prove it was God's voice. Something like a group of angels bbqing to greet me.
But the angels weren't there, and instead I enjoyed the peace and quiet of the beautiful beach. I napped. I was exhausted, and I needed it.
It may not have been scripture, or an overpowering moment that screamed This is God talking! But it was the perfect reminder that He is always there. That He knows my needs, and loves me enough to help me recognize them.
Your heavenly Father already knows all your needs,
and He will give you all you need from day to day
if you live for Him and make the Kingdom of God your primary concern.
So don't worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring
its own worries. Today's trouble is enough for today.
Matthew 6: 32-34
I love the honesty in this post. Please please PLEASE make sure you go visit Amy. You won't regret it! She's an incredible bloggy friend! I just love her.