ignoring the Voice

We left Honduras a few days ago as I’m sure many of you all know. It was pretty tough on me and I had my moments of tears. One of the toughest parts for me actually happened the day before we left. In a show of gratitude for everything the staff of Corazon de Cristo had done for all of us, there was a video that had been put together for Papi Lee with all of us thanking him individually, and we washed all of their feet. The cooks, the nannies, Milagros and Michelle (2 of the girls who live there with their daughters), Lana (an awesome intern), and Papi Lee. 

     While everyone was praying, Bekah came up to me and asked if I would pray over everyone and the ministry when things wound down a bit, and I said that I would. Had this been two weeks before, I would have been a little scared about praying over the staff, the ministry, and the whole squad, but I felt instead a sense of peace about it.  The squad sang a song over the staff before I began to pray (I believe it was Oceans).  When they had finished, I began praying. 

     I had no control over what I was saying. I heard every word, but it was like I was listening to myself being played back. It was like a the big fuzzy blanket of the Holy Spirit wrapped me up. I remember hearing myself, and saying how God moved us all from our original squad because we needed to be there, at that small compound in the middle of Honduras. And when I heard those words, I nearly lost all composure. I stopped to catch my voice, and luckily, Kori was standing next to me, and gave me a reassuring back rub, and gave me the little more emotional momentum to keep going. I finished praying as tears began to stream down my face. I was so tired, and emotionally and mentally exhausted. I thought, “God, where in the world did that come from? I have never prayed like that before…”

     I went upstairs to my room, a little confused. I got in bed and put in my headphones. I had no idea what I wanted to listen to, so I hit random. The song that came up was “Word of God, Speak” by mercyMe.  I thought, “Oh. Ok, got it, God. Thank you!” and fell asleep. 

    God speaks to us and though us all the time, and especially when we need to hear it. The thing is, we don’t always listen to him. It could be a hunch, or a feeling, or talking without being in control, or a little voice. But we so often push those aside. When we see someone and think,”Maybe I should go talk to them” DO IT! Don’t let it slide by because it is awkward. You talking to them may change their life. So do it! Don’t ignore the voice of God.