Those few spoken words are priceless to me. Little penetrates and softens my heart like hearing those words. I’m in awe that the sound of my voice is enough to sustain her. Do I get tired or annoyed by the predictable repetition? No. Never. I listen for them with great anticipation.
My voice ministers to her. Her words affirm me. Heart connection takes place. Similarly, the Lord delights in hearing my voice.
In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly (Psalm 5:3).
For a moment, reverse the roles with me. How endearing is the Lord’s voice to you? God wants it to be. He doesn’t want you to dread hearing Him speak. Recognize His voice and respond to it.
[Jesus] My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me (John 10:27).
The more we know Him, the more we hear Him speak. Grace gives us an ear for His words and allows us to tune in to Him. It hasn’t always been so for me. My hearing was impaired when I resisted His tender calling. I didn’t believe God was interested in hearing my voice. Gradually, trust opened our communication. Do you give others a voice and validate that they are heard?
Lord, I’m astounded that you hear me. May I be attentive to your voice of love and be a listening ear for others.