Sheep Hear

It's the middle of summer; the wax in my ears melts (figuratively).

Like sheep, my hearing is keen. Now.  I hear the voice of the Good Shepherd more clearly.

What changed?  Hearing helps me listen.

When I was a little girl, I played a game that required me to close my eyes and move about at the instruction of one of my friends.  I avoided bumping into objects whenever I listened, really listened to the voice giving direction to me.

Sometimes another friend wanted to play a joke on me and pretended to be the voice of the speaker, the guide.  It did not work - I knew the voice of the one I was to follow.

Likewise, I know the voice of Father.  His voice comes in different ways and in various volumes.  I continue to hear so that I may listen...

 

 "that you may love the Lord your God, listen  to his voice and hold fast to him..."

Deuteronomy 30:20

Are Your Ears Awake? HUA!

Listen - an action word, a verb...

As I reframe aspects of my life this summer, a focus on listening and hearing God emerged. 

I sometimes lament, "Lord, speak to my heart!"

When I am "still and know that He is God", my awareness of the Lord's speaking increases. 
Reframe:  Being still is an issue of both quieting my soul and stilling my body.

Reframe: Three parts comprise listening and hearing God.  I pondered the three aspects of listening while sitting in a presentation by US military officers. 

After hearing that one translation of the term HUA is 'heard, understood, and acknowledged,' my ears perked up...I will listen to the Lord and demonstrate HUA!

Can You Hear Me Now?

When the telephone rang, I heard the message that my child's body was again in distress.  A distance of over hundreds of miles did not dull the ache in my mother's heart as I followed the progress of intervention and healing.  By the second day, in the dim, early morning hours, I knew what I had to do...I had to be physically present to serve up love in action - practical help for family in need.  After sharing this desire with my intrepid young adult and my wise husband, plans were made and within that same day, I was present, with joy, serving up love.


The sure word of guidance came when light was dim.  Though all seemed dark, in His Light, I see light.  His voice was clear.  His voice spoke light into darkness and strength into my weary, prone to worry soul.  Peace came...so did healing.  I hear you, Lord.