Good morning, Ladies! I'm on a sheep ranch! I'll be spending four days here, "helping" with the ranch chores and learning about, well, sheep. It's research for my next book, Kirsten's Voice. Protagonist Kristen will be here doing the same thing I'm doing, but from the perspective of being badly wounded in her soul and having to heal from the dangerous habit of cutting herself. Here, as she feeds the lambs and chucks the hay and walks in the pooh (I'm so grateful for my new hiking boots!), she will hear God's voice, and she will find her own.
I've taken a few moments here and there during my travels to check in on your comments -- to hear YOUR voices. Here's one snippet that I want to make sure you've read among the many lovely, heartfelt posts. This is from ALISHA:
"I remember hearing (in an epiphany), 'I'm here, waiting, when you're ready to trust what you know and not what you feel.'"
She went on to say," I just had so much noise in my life I couldn't hear his voice. So now I'm clinging to that tree for dear life, and I'm trusting what I know."
Interesting, isn't it, how when we "see" God's presence in our mind's eye, no matter what that metaphor looks like, we often hear God's voice as well? For me, that's a whisper of a thought that I know is not my own. Or a piece of a song lyric at just the right time. Or a Bible verse I've read a hundred other times but that hits me between the eyes this time. Or an offhand comment from a friend that turns the world upright again.
God speaks. I'm hearing him here in Montana. I can't wait to tell you all about it, once I've had a chance to sort it through. Please continue to let me hear YOUR voices in your comments. What is God saying as you dwell on the image of his presence and count on the cloud of witnesses and gather your life in some visual way? God speaks. Share the words if you will.