“I can hear your voice Jesus. You speak to me. I can hear you. I can hear you. I can hear you.”
These are the words I saying to myself 10 minutes ago in my shower.
I was asked just before this by a friend from the race to pray and ask God for a word for him. I was shocked and I told him I would, but now may not be the best time. Im not really equipped rite now. I told him a little about the wrestling match i’ve been going through. He said “Can I speak into that?”. Telling me that actually I am equipped. That those are the lies from the enemy, and that hearing from the living God is something Im good at. You would think I know these were lies, seeing as how I tell this to others. No. He said “you need not pray against the lies…but turn them around and declare the opposite/truth over yourself.” So I did.
I was actually FEARFUL to open my mouth. I was nervous…to actually think and talk to God. How ridiculous. Do you know the feeling i’m talking about?
After a couple seconds I spoke out the first thing that came to mind. “I HEAR YOU JESUS! I CAN HEAR YOUR VOICE!”
Instantly I stopped in awe. I felt this spiritual BOOM…and literally said to myself, “whoa…that’s powerful. That…is…powerful.”
I continued DECLARING OVER MYSELF THAT IIIII CAN HEARRRR HIS VOOOICE!!! Hands in the air speaking TRUTH over myself!
Listen you guys! Literally Out of nowhere flashes of different times ive spoken into people kept popping into my head. Over…and over…and over (and still is as i’m writing this). Memories from years ago of me hearing VIVIDLY from our Father. One time specifically me and friends were at Aurthurs Restaurant really late. Mid way through our eating…God showed me who our waitress was. Do you get that? Ive never seen her before in my life. He showed me. He said “she is a good mother.” I knew she was a mother. I knew she had 2 kids. I knew they were both young.
I went up to her after everyone had walked out to give her the word (and see if I was just crazy). As she was wiping down a table I went up to her saying, “hey this is going to be really weird, but…do you have kids?”, “Ummm yea…2.”, “Are they young?”, “Yea, they are 9 & 2.”, “Well…God wants you to know you are a great mother and your doing a perfect job. You’re doing everything rite”. I could tell hit her. I could tell she may not have known how to react, but she received it. She just gave me a very profound, but subtle…”thank you”. I smiled and went to join my friends.
So this one of the many that flooded my mind while telling myself I can hear the voice of the living God.
With each memory (he was also giving me current words and visions for my immediate family), my eyes began to well up with more and more tears. Hands over my face, I was taken aback by what he showed me. Where he used me, BUT…most of ALL…how he was glorified. That it was all him and because i’m his son he uses me to bring glory to his name in a way people will understand his love, and who he is.
I was really…like…REALLY in awe that he did that that fast. Like “BOOM, You ARE MY SON, and you CAN hear my voice!! LOOK…ill show you! Heres this, and this, and this. Continue to speak life and truth and you will have all this I have waiting for you! And its endless and unlimited! “
Whoa.
So that’s that. That was my Monday night shower. I can hear his voice.
