I’ve always said that, if I were ever to hear the voice of God audibly, He’d sound like James Earl Jones – more Mufasa than Darth Vadar. I don’t know why, but in my mind, God is an old black man. I have no scripture to back this up.
If I really were to hear the voice of God, I wonder what He’d sound like. Would He be the rumbling, echoing voice in the clouds or would He be the softly carried whisper in the wind that causes fields of grain to ripple in ripe, golden waves?
In 1 Samuel 3, the boy Samuel hears a voice in the night. Is it a deep, raspy voice or a light, airy sound? Whatever the timbre, it wasn’t a stranger’s voice he heard.
How often do you see Christians heeding the voice of a stranger? A voice on the radio? A passer-by? A travelling preacher?
And how often do those very same people ignore the voice of the trusted and familiar? Close friends. Family. Pastor.
Then the Lord called Samuel, and Samuel answered, “I am here!” He ran to Eli and said, “I am here. You called me.”
1 Samuel 3:4-5 (NCV)
Thrice over, young Samuel heard a voice and ran immediately to Eli. Why? The voice he heard wasn’t strange, but familiar. God called to him in a voice that wouldn’t frighten him, but rather give comfort and trust.
God will often use the voices of those closest to us to convey His words.
Whose voice are you listening to?
Daily Bible reading: 1 Samuel 1-3; Luke 12:1-34