I have really been listening for God’s Voice. I truly believe that He is always speaking to us but we don’t always silence ourselves long enough to hear him. So I pray, I’ve been praying that God will help me to Hear Him and I have listened to Him a few times since requesting this 🙂
Two Sunday’s ago I was sitting in our contacts church service and one of the men stood up and started speaking. He said We all saw the beggar lady out front of the church when we came in. Even if we didn’t give her money, did any of us speak to her, hug her, touch her, show her love? Or did we all just pass on by?
As I sat there and thought about what he said and it really sunk in. Everyone needs a smile every once and a while. Everyone needs a hug on occasion. Everyone needs to be touched and shown love. Why when I see a homeless person or someone who looks down don’t I always talk to them? Just because I don’t have spare change doesn’t mean I can’t love that person.
I started to think about God’s voice. Many many many times I have had a thought cross my mind, Hey you should go talk to that person and just see how they are, or Smile at this person walking down the street, and many other random thoughts. Most times I just shake them off because I think, if I do that, it might be awkward or maybe they will think I am weird. 
Now I wonder, was that God’s voice I was ignoring????? I think yes, it was. Since that time I have really been trying to listen to those thoughts and act on them. The following day I was walking to an evening mass from the house I was staying at and there was a cute little old man walking ever so slowly with his cane up to the church. I slowed my pace and said Hello and chatted with him as we made our way to mass. He ended up sitting next to me in the small chapel and at the end of mass he shook my hand and said I hope to see you again!
Walking out of church I thought, I am really glad I was able to talk to that man, no one was there with him, no one was there with me, so we were able to be friends for a brief minute and hopefully I made him feel just as happy I he made me feel. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by a young man in his 20s or so asking for change. I touched his shoulder and said I’m sorry I don’t have any money with me but I wish you well. He smiled and said Thank you. I continued on, about 50 feet and another young man was begging for change.
Again I apologized and said I don’t have any. He quickly said, my rain jacket is broken could you help me try to fix the zipper? I looked at the jacket and there wasn’t any way it was going to be fixed. With out hesitation my mouth spit out, I have a rain jacket, it is pink BUT if it fits you, we can switch. He looked at me a little funny and said, seriously? I said yes. He said that would be awesome, having my jacket zipped at night keeps me warm. He tried on my jacket, it was a little small, but we switched.
As I walked away, I started thinking . . . I didn’t even hesitate to offer him a jacket that I specifically bought for this Race. I just offered, he took and I gave. What made me do that? All I could think of was that I know God will provide for me and what’s a rain jacket in the end? I think that might have been the first time I gave up something I truly liked without thinking twice about it. And I think that is cool. Giving into the voice of God has been more rewarding then anything else I have ever done.
Seeking Christ in every single person I meet, is way better then anything else I can explain. Knowing that, that day I walked with Christ to the Church and sat with him through mass, said Hello and Bye to Him as I walked out of Mass, Touched His shoulder, Gave Him my rain jacket and received a big hug and kiss on the cheek from him was better then anything I have every experienced. And the cool thing is, that can be any everyday thing, as long as I remember to seek Him.
LOVE!
