A Voice

We arrived at the mobile clinic and they carried her to us. Her name is Miriam. She is 34 years old. And she had passed out. We quickly placed wet cloths on her head and neck and placed our jackets under her head. Those around me tried to gather as much medical information about her as they could and I sat by her side just listening to her breathe. She was weak, in pain, and would come in and out of consciousness. She struggled to breathe at times and all I could say to calm her down was, “Breathe HIM in, slowly, deeply, breathe HIM in.” As she rested she cried and I felt her heartbreak. I felt her sadness. She was in more than just physical pain, her heart was broken and I cried with her. We found out that her husband left her when she became sick with HIV. She was taking care of her three children alone. She was sick, tired, and depressed. She needed rest. She needed truth. And GOD provided. 

 

 

 

I’m discovering the voice HE is creating in me. I knew HE was calling me to speak, but for a while I wasn’t sure what that would look like. Some are gifted in speaking and preaching to large groups, to motivate and stir us to action for HIM, to bring us together as one body, but GOD is revealing in me a voice that speaks more intimately. It is a voice that speaks with authority as HE provides the words of truth to share with individuals. And it is a voice that also speaks in boldness with HIS strength and justice on behalf of those who cannot speak for themselves. Ultimately it is voice that is guided by HIM. And I need to trust in HIM. I need to be obedient as the Spirit moves. I need to walk confidently in HIM and remain open to any opportunity HE calls me to speak.