It’s All in the Voice
I will listen to what God the LORD will say; he promises peace to his people, his saints—but let them not return to folly. Psalms 85:8
I was blessed to spend a week in September in Pennsylvania with my grandson and his parents. Not that Nic and Jenyne are unimportant but Rafa…well, if you have grandkids, you understand.
While I was there, I bought Rafa a book. One of those books you can record as you read. I have to admit the technology was a bit over my head. I’d record and then turn the page to record the next one. But when I turned back, the recording was gone. It seems that you are supposed to record your voice and then wait to turn the page. The book will read back to you what you said. THEN you can turn the page. I won’t even discuss how many times it took me to figure that out. I am an engineer, after all!
When I was finished, I sat down with Rafa to read. He was fascinated to hear a voice and to hear his name on every page. We went through it several times and he’d look at me with a big grin on his face. I’d like to think he recognized my voice, but I’m not 100% sure.
Can you see where I’m going with this? Every morning (well, most mornings), I sit down with God’s Word. Do I actually hear His voice reading to me? No…but occasionally I feel like there are certain verses lit up in neon so I won’t miss them. God uses the ink on the page to talk to me. On every page I see how I can apply it to my life in a personal way, as though my name were written there.
Do I always recognize His voice? Do I read slowly or do I turn the page before He’s finished talking? Sometimes I’m just reading, not really listening. Sometimes I’m in a hurry and I turn the pages without paying any attention. As I look back over the past year, I see many days when things would’ve been a lot easier if I’d just listened to Him that morning. He tried to speak wisdom to me. He tried to give guidance to me. Instead, I hurried into my day without His words to light my way.
Where did my fascination go, with the idea that I’m holding God’s words in my lap? When did I stop being amazed that the Lord of the Universe calls my name and cares about my day? Why did I lose the excitement of a child, sitting in His lap?
Thanksgiving is in a few days. We have so much to be thankful for, even on difficult days. Above all, we should be thankful for this: We are children of the High King and He loves us! Of all our blessings, this should be at the top of our list.
My prayer is that every day will be a fascinating one when we sit down with God’s Word. That every day will be full of awe that He knows our names. That His presence will excite us. May we each approach Him with the goofy grin of a child!