"My sheep recognize my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish."
John 10:27-28 NLT
Hearing His voice
As our Good Shepherd, Jesus promises that we can hear and know His voice. This does not, however, have to be some mysterious,
mystical process. In fact, you may be surprised to learn that God speaks to you quite often. I would venture to say He has
spoken to you lately and may be speaking to you right now in some way.
God speaks to us through His Word. God will never lead us contrary to His written Word. It is our litmus test, our bedrock,
God speaks to us through circumstances. Those circumstances can include failure. Jonah certainly heard God through his mistake.
God may even speak to us through tragedy or hardship. C. S. Lewis wrote that, "God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks
in our conscience, but shouts in our pains. It is His megaphone to arouse a deaf world."
God speaks to us through His peace. When we live in God's will, we enjoy His peace. Do you need God to make a crucial call
in your life? Then listen for His peace.
And once we have heard God's voice, what should we do? We must follow. Jesus calls, we respond. He whispers, we move. We follow—and
then we keep on listening.
Adapted from Breakfast with Jesus by Greg Laurie (Tyndale House) pp 243-45
Content is derived from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation and other publications of Tyndale Publishing House
The Legend of the Three Trees
In the shadows of our far-distant past on theslopes of the mountain of the Jordan Valley, there stood three trees. One sunny
day, when all the world looked peacful and in harmony, they were discussing their destinies.
"Ah," said the first tree, "I have long thought of my wishes for the future. I hope to be hauled down these mountains and
into the city of Jerusalem, and there to be cut up and made into a beautiful paneling for the Temple. How I could be of service
to God, if only that would occur! For think how many men and women would come to the Temple to worship, and see my beautiful
grain, and be helped to understand how majestic is the God who created me!"
"Well, my desire," said the second tree, "is to serve men and women. I hope to be taken to the seacoast and be made into
a sleek sailing ship to sail across the Mediterranean. I would carry men and women to new adventures, and bring back the
riches of Rome to our land."
The third tree lifted up its branches and said, "I want to be left alone. I want to stand here on the mountain, as straight
as I can, and let my top branches reach heavenward, so that all men who see me, as they walk on the mountain road, may lift
up their eyes to the skies and think of God. And in the summer's heat, they might find comfort under the shade of my arms."
Well, the axe came to the first, and it was hauled down the hill full of its high hopes. The carpenters received its lumber
and began to build. Then the high hopes of being paneling in the Temple were dashed. For the tree instead was used to build
a stable in the town of Bethlehem. The cows and the donkeys rubbed against the lumber, and the wind and the rain beat the
boards and weathered them. Oh, the shame that the tree felt! Only an old stable!
The second tree was also chopped down. It found itself, as it had hoped, in the shipbuilder's shop. It's high hopes also
vanished, for instead of becoming a vessel on the Mediterranean, it became a fishing boat on the shores of the Sea of Galilee.
Its life was full of despair at being daily filled with oily, smelly fish. The shame of being so insignificant!
The third tree remained long after on the hillside, as it had hoped to do. But finally the axe bit into its trunk, and it
was hauled down the hill into Jerusalem. Its high hopes were smothered when it found itself being shaped into--of all things--three
crosses--the instruments of death for the common criminal. The shame! The sad reality of such a destiny! AUTHOR UNKNOWN
There is a battle
between the Spirit of Truth and the Spirit of Error. Truth will prevail! Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach.
Humanity, it's time to get right.