His Voice
As iâm in this transition of losing my job; iâve been finding it a bit difficult from differentiating from Godâs voice, everyone elseâs and my own voice.Â
I know my desires and what i think would be a good fit for me right now.... I want to pour back into my community and not just do something for the sake of income; but work in a profession that allows me to help others for the better.
Then, thereâs the voice of those around me. My family and friends whom i give authority to speak into my life......people who try to coach me into the ânext stepsâ of where i should go and how i should get there....
and unfortunately, because of who i am... I hold their word with so much authority; that it sometimes rids the desires that i thought i had in my heart.... because the âlogicâ of man suddenly makes more sense than what I actually wanted.Â
And then, thereâs Godâs voice and His truth and promises.Â
He is always loving; the clam in the midst of the storm. My peacemaker. My truth. All things that are good, kind and understanding. He never judges me or shames me.Â
He has a place for me.... Itâs just my choice if i want to take a seat at the table.Â
At HIS table.Â
Sometimes i forget to listen to the sweet whispers of His guidance.Â
Sometimes I forget Heâs so close....
I need to be better at just listening to His voice and to block out all of the noise; to hear nothing but the truth. His truth.Â
until next time; a bientot.







