Learning To Trust Our God-given Voice

Do you ever feel stuck between a myriad of opinions? So many that your own voice is smothered? Or maybe you finally get more brave and you venture out with your voice, but it is rejected, criticized, or ignored. And you wonder – Doesn’t my voice count at all?

Coming from a religious background where ministers were put on a pedestal as the voice of God Himself, it felt like our thoughts didn’t count. Their interpretations of Scripture became law. So if I felt a verse meant differently than what we were taught, I scolded myself and tried to smother it. I didn’t want God to rain down fire and brimstone on me. I had no voice at all. I felt like a puppet, only moving where or when someone wanted it to.

God has released me from that mindset, but it has been a long process, and I’m still a work-in-progress. God is showing me more and more how much love He has for us, not condemnation, and how His Spirit can shed light in each of our hearts. How He has given each of us a unique voice.

There are times legalism still digs its talons into my scars and scrapes them open again, but Jesus shows again and again that in Him is freedom, not chokeholds on who we are. He wants us to be who He created us to be, not who others want us to be.

My insecurities still sometimes rear up their ugly heads and distort my thinking. And I falter. Surely that person is more knowledgable than I am, so maybe their opinion is right, and mine is wrong.

To be honest, I am often afraid when I post, reply to comments here, or comment on other blogs. Doubts and fears rattle my heart. What if I write the wrong thing? Once it’s out there, I can’t take it back. What if I don’t glorify God in these words? What if what I say or don’t say hurts instead of helps? I never, ever want to add to the weight of a hurting soul.

Then God whispers, “Follow your heart, My child.”

But God, what if I don’t trust my heart? What if my heart is in the wrong place? 

Step by step, God is leading me to trust Him and His provision more. He confirms to me that if He is my treasure, my heart will be there, too, attune to the rhythm of His own. He wants me to place my heart into His, to rest in His all-sufficient grace, and to allow His love and grace to flow through me. Freely and without restriction.

“For where your treasure is,
there your heart will be also.”
Matthew 6:21
“May the words of my mouth
and the meditation of my heart
be pleasing to You,
O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.”
Psalm 19:14

However, on this earth, we remain imperfect and broken, don’t we? We may sometimes slip or go astray from following God’s heart. But He will never condemn us. He understands how sorry we feel and how much we desire to follow His heart. No matter how badly we mess up, He wholeheartedly forgives us.

He values each of us. He loves us just as we are, unconditionally. He has given each of us a unique voice, and each of our voices is special to Him. He wants us to follow our hearts, our intuitions, what we truly believe is right.

Through Your Eyes
by Britt Nicole

Jesus Says “Run To Me, My Beloved”

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Her hair flying behind her and eyes dancing with delight, she ran toward my open arms and snuggled in my embrace. Such uninhibited love and adoration makes my heart sing.

We have a hallway that stretches down between our individual condo units. Recently, I thought of our Thanksgiving gathering with our family. I went out into the hallway from the Commons area where we were gathered, and I got down on my knees and opened my arms wide. My 2-year-old great-grand-daughter, who was running up and down the hallways with two of my grand-daughters, ran towards me, almost bowling me over with her exuberance. She giggled and wanted it “Again!”

Now many weeks later, as I walk that hallway, I think of how my heart feels so ready to burst with love for my grandkids and I would do anything to keep them loved, safe, and happy. And isn’t Jesus’ love full like that for us, only infinitely and powerfully greater?

My heart longed to visibly see Jesus with His arms spread wide at the end of that hallway. I imagined how glorious it would be to run with childish abandon to Him. Wildly and freely as His beloved. Sure and true of His love. Not one inkling afraid to run into His embrace.

And He whispered:Jesusloves

My precious child,

I am here, always,

Arms spread open wide,

Waiting for you to run into,

Waiting for you to want My embrace,

Waiting for you to feel My safety.

Your heart bursts with love for your grandkids;

My heart infinitely more spouts forth love for you.

I am here, My child,

Run to Me.

I am safe,

I am the Best Friend

You can ever have.

I will never let you down,

I will never, ever abandon you.

Nestle in My embrace,

Rest in My arms, My child,

Confide in Me,

Pour out all the cries of your heart

In times of fear

In times of weariness

In times of despair.

It delights My heart to listen

And to show you My unfailing love for you.

And even in times of gratitude

For My unconditional grace,

Run to Me

With joy in Your soul.

Jesus loves us so much He died to save us. We are His beloved, so treasured and precious in His sight. Let’s run like a child to those open arms, nestle into His love, and confide in Him freely and fully. In the good times and the bad.

The Lord appeared to us in the past, saying:
“I have loved you with an everlasting love;
I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.”
Jeremiah 31:3

“For the Lord your God is living among you.
He is a mighty Savior.
He will take delight in you with gladness.
With His love, He will calm all your fears.
He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”
Zephaniah 3:17

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“Drops In the Ocean” by Hawk Nelson

Jesus’ arms of love
ache with longing
to hold you!

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A Safe Savior Soothes a Sad Soul

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“I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart.
And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give.
So don’t be troubled or afraid.”
John 14:27 NLT

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A Weary Soul Weeps

Dear Jesus,
I want so much not to worry
About everything and anything.
I want to believe
You have all things
In Your Hands.

I don’t want to be afraid
Of trusting YOU.

Forgive me, Lord,
But sometimes my heart
Is so weary of trying
To let go of my control.
I’m so afraid to give
The reins of my life
Over to anyone.

I don’t want to be afraid
Of handing them over to YOU.

Please help me to stop the flow of this worry
And allow the faucet of Your love
To wash over me continually,
Washing away all doubts and fears.

I don’t want to be afraid
To let go and let GOD.

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A Safe Savior Soothes

Oh my precious child,
You will always be safe with Me;
In My arms is true rest
From all the worry and fear
You daily wrestle with.

Rest, My beloved child, rest,
Rest your weary head and heart
On My peace-giving shoulder.

You are safe with Me
Always and Forever.
I already paid the price
For sin, shame, and fear,
Worries and doubts;
They can no longer defeat you.

Rest, My beloved child, rest,
Rest your weary head and heart
On My power-giving shoulder.

Cast all at the foot of the Cross
On which I died and gave you life.
And remember I see and know everything,
And I am powerfully alive
To still your fears of trusting.

Rest, My beloved child, rest,
Rest your weary head and heart
On My trustworthy shoulder.

These burdens are far too heavy for you to carry.
You don’t need to let them weigh you down into despair.
Let go, My precious child, and let Me handle them.
I long for the weary and heavy-laden
To come to Me, to trust
I have power to carry all for you.

Rest, My beloved child, rest,
Rest your weary head and heart
On My Almighty shoulder.

 

 

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Praying we will let Jesus carry our burdens,
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