Hearing God

I hear His loud presence

Hearing is not only about receiving a sound. It is about perceiving a sound. Can I hear without perceiving? Oh yes, I remember the many times when I seem to be giving all my attention to someone talking but had no idea what they were talking about. My focus was somewhere else.

That focus. That attention. That being present.

Like a baby, seeking his mother’s voice, I seek the voice of my nurturing Father. I am dependent and He is my life support. He came and said, “Fear not.” to him whose name was hearing. (Luke 5:10 KJV)

I am built to hear His voice. I recognise Him from my mother’s womb.

Like a toddler, venturing only when certain of his mother’s presence, I walk on water amongst the tumulous water as He stood above the water and said, “Come.” to him who is called rock (Matthew 14:29). I am dependent and He is my port. I can discern His voice amongst the boisterous wind.

I am built to perform supernatural things as I focus on His voice.

Like a teenager, completing self, I demand and turn away from my Father’s voice. When I was a great way away, He ran, hugged, kissed, fed and reinstated me. (Luke 15: 11-20) He said, hearing rock, feed my sheep. (John 21:1-19 NKJV)

I am built for great things heeding His voice.

As clear as a bell I hear His small still voice.