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