I went to a Pub Church last Sunday evening. It was described to me ahead of time as a “Bible Study” but I found it to be more of an open and frank discussion about different topics gleaned from the Bible. Our discussion Sunday was whether we each have a purpose individually, or was He thinking more of the collective “we” having a greater purpose. We discussed if, how, and when God speaks to us. God speaks to me a lot and I treasure those moments. I also understand there are skeptics out there. A psychiatrist would have a field day with you if you tell him or her that you can actually hear the Voice of God. They have diagnoses for that.

There have been distinct moments I have actually heard an external voice that I attributed to God. One case in particular was standing in my kitchen, going through the mail. I was reading the returns on my 401k and feeling pretty smug that it was looking so good. Suddenly, I heard the Voice, loud and clear. “Get out! Get out now!” My immediate reaction? “Are you kidding me? At this rate, we can retire early!” When was this, you ask? Oh…2008…a month before the BIG collapse in the market. I didn’t heed the warning and lost over half my life’s savings. So, now when I hear that Voice, I listen. Most of the time, it’s not the external BOOMING Voice. Usually it’s that still, small voice that whispers in my gut. I keep hearing, “Write! Write! Write!” I keep saying, “There’s no money coming in. I need to work.” I keep getting, “I will provide.” So, I am trusting and writing. I know, in my heart, I am doing what I was brought here to do. Doors open, when I least expect it. Life is good…most of the time. God is good…all of the time.

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“When he has brought out all his own, he goes on ahead of them, and his sheep follow him because they know his voice. But they will never follow a stranger; in fact, they will run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger’s voice.”

John 10:4-5