Quietness and Confidence
August 1, 2011
“The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it.” Psalm 24
I grew up believing in God. I never doubted there was a God. I believed He created and ran the universe. He suffered and died on a cross for all of us; past, present and future. He reigned over all and was somehow in all. The nuns told me so and I believed them. And I was one of the multitudes included in what He did for ‘all’.
I never doubted He cared in a large, cosmic sense, for me. I never expected any personal conversation. Nor did I expect any personal attention or favor. It was enough. It was enough that He was Creator, Savior, and God. It seemed to me kind of greedy to expect more.
“I know the plans I have for you’, declares the Lord, plans to give you a hope and a future. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you.” Jeremiah 29
Then on August 11, 1973, when I was 17, I heard more of His story. I heard that He loved me. Not ‘me, one of the multitude in His creation’, but me. He loved me. He wanted to know my heart. He wanted me to know His. Not only as revealed in Scripture, but He wanted me to know the depth of His love for me and to understand this covenant He initiated with me in the context of my everyday, very real life.
And learning this, I was never the same. I don’t know WHAT changed that day, exactly. But I know all my decisions from that day forward have included this understanding.
“I have engraved you on the palms of my hands.” Isaiah 49
Seeing God as close and relatable was certainly different and strange. He wanted to hear from me, He wanted me to hear from Him. My Catholic upbringing had led me to understand my covenant relationship with God in a certain distant, yet valid way. But now I was also seeing this covenant between God and me as something more ‘one on one’, not just ‘one on everyone who ever has or ever will live’. I was not just a speck in His creation. I mattered as if I was His only child. Paradigm shattering. I know it will take my lifetime here on earth to reframe and understand this loving covenant relationship God has made with me.
“Whoever touches you touches the apple of my eye.’’ Zechariah 2
With this new understanding, I realized this was a personal relationship. There would be personal interaction and communication. But, how? Scripture, for sure, tells me a lot about God and His character. My brothers and sisters speak His voice in my life often. But I knew there was a more personal element in this communication.
“What's God going to say to my questions? …. I'll climb to the lookout tower and scan the horizon. I'll wait to see what God says (to me)… Habakkuk 2
I recently re-read this wise, old saying in my devotional: “They who watch for the providence of God will never lack the providence of God to watch for.”
And I thought how that is similar to how I know God speaks to me. It makes sense to me, because He wants to say that when I ‘listen for the voice of God, I will never lack the voice of God to hear’. And that the inverse could be true as well, ‘They who never listen for or expect to hear the voice of God will never have the voice of God to hear.’ Not that His voice won’t be just as present, but it won’t be heard without having the ears to hear it and the expectation of hearing it… So,
“This I call to mind, and therefore I have hope.” Lamentations 3
I wait and hope and expect to hear. Often I don’t think I am hearing anything in particular or at least not hearing anything I am aware of. But I now see the world, my world, as a place where God does want to speak to me. At many times, and in various ways, I know His voice now. In rare, rare instances, it is a clear and resounding assurance. Often, it comes through Scripture or a trusted brother or sister. Mostly it is a still small voice, a knowing in my core. A ‘thought’ even, that I know isn’t just mine. A knowing I can’t explain or put into words adequately.
Hearing God on one level is very mystical, and on another level very ordinary. To expect nothing mystical is wrong. I’d miss out on those rare amazing moments with God that are somehow mysterious. But to not acknowledge and appreciate the voice and presence of God in the ordinary would be for me to miss out often, to miss out regularly, and dismisses the wonder of God’s interaction with me in the sacred mundane of my life.
If I look and listen for the Divine in the ordinary I see and hear the voice of God. The Voice that so loved the world, that so loved me, that He made a covenant with the world at large and with me personally that cost Him everything.
“I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.” Psalm 27
In the (many) years since I was 17, I have invested a lot of time thinking about these things. And there are some things I know for sure. I know God lives. I know God reaches into my individual life to show me His love and compassion. I know the rain will fall on the just and the unjust. I know the troubles of this world will come. I know I will be confused and hurt, not able to see the whole picture. I know too that I have had His voice in my life from my earliest years. I know there is more to hope for now than just going to heaven someday. I know God’s will does happen on Earth, even now, as it is in Heaven. Amazing. Heaven does invade my present suffering, my present joys, my present life on earth. I know He is a God who wants me to know the plans He has for me. And I know that I know more of Him and hear more from Him when I wait and expect, knowing Him to be a good God.
“In quietness and confidence (is my) strength.” Isaiah 30
1.What are your expectations of hearing God speak to you?
2.What beliefs or assumptions have you brought in to these expectations?
3.What experiences have you had when you felt you heard God’s voice or knew His leading for you?
4.What can you do to learn to recognize His voice / leading in your life more? And by the grace of God, may you do it.
Romans 11:29 For God’s gifts and his call can never be withdrawn.
May you recognize His call and live committed to it.