What does the voice of the Lord sound like?
"...And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice."
1 Kings 19: 11-12
Have you ever heard the voice of the Lord so very clear, you know without a doubt what God is telling you? I always pray and ask God for wisdom and guidance, but this was different.
"...And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice."
1 Kings 19: 11-12
Have you ever heard the voice of the Lord so very clear, you know without a doubt what God is telling you? I always pray and ask God for wisdom and guidance, but this was different.
Very different.
Last night, I woke up for a feeding as I do many nights. After Aaron went back to sleep I tried settling back in bed. For some reason, an image of boy I saw that day at Costco came to my mind. I remembered I noticed how he was being pushed by someone, whom I thought was his dad. I then noticed his dad was with another man. I was hoping so badly that they were not this child's parents. Maybe they were just friends or uncles. But as I walked behind them through the freezer section, from the looks of it, this indeed was a "family."
For some reason, they were heavily on my heart last night when I was trying to get back to sleep. Why was this bothering me so much? Was it merely my own stereo-types? What's wrong with two men providing a needy-child with a loving environment? But God is the creator of family. I started wondering how this "family" came to be. Did they adopt this boy when he was a baby? What kind of adoption was it? Was it an open adoption? Did someone knowingly place a child in their care? Or did one of them try to adopt, not revealing their sexual identity. Is that even a concern when placing a child for adoption? As a social worker, these questions were very concerning to me. I wondered if a young mother who can't provide for her child, would rather place her child in this type care? I remembered when I was a young mother, not really knowing how to face the future. Not knowing what would be the best for my child. I had to cling to the promises found in God's word. I knew God's plan was bigger than mine. I immediately started thinking what I could do to help. Then I heard a still small voice. So clear.
For some reason, they were heavily on my heart last night when I was trying to get back to sleep. Why was this bothering me so much? Was it merely my own stereo-types? What's wrong with two men providing a needy-child with a loving environment? But God is the creator of family. I started wondering how this "family" came to be. Did they adopt this boy when he was a baby? What kind of adoption was it? Was it an open adoption? Did someone knowingly place a child in their care? Or did one of them try to adopt, not revealing their sexual identity. Is that even a concern when placing a child for adoption? As a social worker, these questions were very concerning to me. I wondered if a young mother who can't provide for her child, would rather place her child in this type care? I remembered when I was a young mother, not really knowing how to face the future. Not knowing what would be the best for my child. I had to cling to the promises found in God's word. I knew God's plan was bigger than mine. I immediately started thinking what I could do to help. Then I heard a still small voice. So clear.
"Volunteer at the local pregnancy center."
Oh, no. I couldn't do that. I don't have the time. I'm a very busy Mom. And I work full time.
I heard it again.
"Volunteer at the local pregnancy center."
Really? Even if it's just for 30 min on my lunch break?
"Really. Even if it's just for 30 min on your lunch break."
Really? Even if it means getting off an hour or two early every week?
"Really. Even if it means getting off early every week.
I wrote your story. I made you who you are. I gave you what you have. Now, I want you to give it all back to me. Call. "
So I did. First thing this morning. Unworthy. I am unworthy. But not useless. I heard the voice of the Lord. So clear.
Here I am, Lord. Use me.
"The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O LORD, endures forever— do not abandon the works of your hands."
Psalm 138: 8
