Voice of God

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.’” –Isaiah 30:21

Do you ever have those moments where you just want to hear from God? Desperately, you have to hear His voice, because you just don’t know what to do? I do… all the time. And sometimes I don’t feel like I hear Him at all, and then I wonder - am I good Christian? I long to hear a thunderous voice, like when God opened the heavens to talk to His son (Matt. 3:17), or a still small voice, like when God passed by the cave Elijah was in and spoke to Him (1 Kings 19:9-18). But I don’t hear anything, and if there is a still small voice I don’t hear it.

Why? Why do I have trouble hearing that voice, that is so audible to others? Perhaps I don’t have a relationship with Him, after all “He who belongs to God hears what God says. The reason you do not hear is that you do not belong to God.” (John 8:47) Mostly I think it’s because I don’t cultivate the relationship. If I want to know what God is saying, I have to listen. I have to stop talking for a second and just open my heart and ask Him to speak… then the tricky part; I have to be quiet.

But sometimes I do hear from God. I hear pretty clearly… but I turn around and stop listening. I become like Jonah, and run from what God is telling me to do. Maybe because what God is asking me to do is too tough, it will take too much of my time and my effort, or I just don’t want to do it. It doesn’t fall into my plan, and that’s really selfish. I am really selfish.

What would happen if I stopped avoiding what God was telling me and just got to know Him? If I really listened to His voice, I might be able to change the world one step at a time, I might become the aroma of Christ to others, and I might be able to spread His word boldly. God is speaking, and He wants to speak to you. All you have to do is listen.

Nadine <><

Dearest Friends,

It's over... I'm officially done with my "Call to Die" tomorrow.

And I'm kind of sad

It's not that I won't enjoy getting back on FB (because I will) and it's not that I don't want to buy a Starbucks as soon as I can (because I do) but I feel like I'm losing a piece of who I've been these past few weeks.

The last study was great. (So David Nasser if you ever read this, great job on that last day) I really felt moved, and ready to take the next step.

However there is one thing I REALLY can't wait for...

And that is to see where God takes me next!

Stay along for the ride, bloggers

Yours,

Nadine

snowed in... from a couple of days ago

Hae,

(That's how you say Hello in Icelandic)

I'm snowed in!

At least more or less, I got permission to work from home today and then rehearsal was cancelled. So... I get to stay home all day!!!

I mean besides the obvious, I've had to get some work done (It was all work I liked), and I had to help with my little siblings for a little while (which isn't bad at all) and I helped wash dishes(which is actually very relaxing for me)

Therefore I didn't do too much today, I sat in my room and did my work. Which included a lot of reading and writing! And watched out my window at the snow falling down, I also turned my Christmas lights on, and lit my candle.

Then I was distracted by a slight buzzing, so I looked up and saw...

A fly!

Just a plain ordinary house fly. And he was trying to get out of my room by way of my closed window. Why on earth that poor little house fly wanted to leave the safety of my warm room for the frozen wonderland outside, is beyond me! He kept banging his fragile body against the window and made no progress, nor did he wise up. A second later, I was distracted by the silence. I looked up hoping that the fly hadn't killed himself, but nope he was simply sitting on my Jane Austen book. And do you know what he was doing?

He was washing! He started with his front hands, then gently rubbed all over his head (I would assume he was washing his hair). After which he washed his middle legs, then his back legs. He scrubbed those little feet together, and then he gently began cleaning his wings. It was the most amazing sight! He cleaned the bottom of his wings, then holding his right wing with one foot and scrubbed the top of it with his other. Then he switched; and cleaned the other wing in the same delicate manner.

Just a reminder of the amazing detail of God's amazing earth!

There is my little friend now, he is starting the whole cleaning process again. :)

Yours, the Creation Observer

Nadine <><