I settled in the seat beside my son Jeff. We waited with anticipation in the large theater. The movie Son of God was about to begin. This is the life! I thought, grinning like a kid with a super-cool toy. Nothing like this has ever been available before—and there I was, about to try it for myself.
I slipped on the headphones. And as the movie began, so did the narration. This new gadget for the blind to hear the description of the action and silent scenes made me, well, giddy with joy.
Whenever there was no dialogue, the narration of the action whispered in my ear. And this chica enjoyed the featured movie as never before.
Whose Narration Are You Listening To?
How about you? I know, unlike me, you have eyes to see. But I bet you have listened to your own narration describing the scenery of your world—the things you did wrong, where you failed, what hurts and what isn’t working in your life.
But what if we allowed God to whisper instead? He would relate His mighty strength when we’re weak. His mercy when we fail. His nurturing when we feel lost. His comfort when loneliness eats our peace. And even at times when we feel unworthy, He would describe the portrait of us that He painted with His love.
The narration is sweet, the reassurance soothing. And the whisper to the soul sufficient to carry us through.
If we listen, really listen, His voice is gentle, yet carries the greatness of His power: “Though the Lord has given you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet He, your Teacher, will no longer hide Himself, but your eyes shall see your Teacher. Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it'” (Isa. 30:20-21a).
Let’s Pray
Father, in those episodes of affliction, of restlessness and insecurity the whisper of your voice lifts my fear, dries my tears and brushes calmness into my days. In the name of Jesus, I thank you. Amen.
Whose voice will you listen to today? {eoa}
Janet Perez Eckles is an international speaker and the author of four books. She has helped thousands conquer fear and bring back joy.
This article originally appeared at janetperezeckles.com.
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