All tagged Use your voice
My view from “The Chair” this morning - Psalm 141:2. When was the last time you walked into a room and the smell was simply deliciousful. Tahitian Vanilla. Fresh Lemon. Plumeria. I grew up in a home that ALWAYS smelled wonderful! My mother made sure that there was pleasant aromas placed throughout the home. Still to this day, when I encounter certain smells, I am instantly transported back to my childhood. Go ahead and pause for a moment and let your mind wander to an aroma that has pleasant memories for you. Incense is a vehicle used to bring an aroma to wherever it’s placed. Incense is a tool, it is not a particular scent or odor.
Since confession is good for the soul, can I confess something to you? Every night I wake up in the dead of night with all consuming thoughts of worry and almost instantly become filled with anxiety. It seems like as soon as I am not in control of what is going on in my thoughts (in other words, I’m not conscious), my mind starts unpacking all the nice little tidy boxes that I’ve put the days worries in and allows them to run free like a clowns at a crazy carnival circus. Am I the only one attending this type of circus in the dead of night? Some how I don’t think so.
My view from "The Chair" this morning - Psalm 146:2. When He knit you and I together inside our mother's womb, He gave us vocal cords that He specifically designed for His pleasure. He wants to hear us use them. He is like a Father and longs to hear your audible voice, that is why He made it. Think for a moment how full your heart gets when you hear the voice of someone you love, especially if it has been awhile since you've seen them or heard from them. God made us in His image. If a voice of a loved one can bring such joy to you; imagine what it does for your Creator.
Recently, I was walking around our block in the dark and the Lord kept whispering, I would love to hear your beautiful voice worshiping me on this stunningly beautiful night. Let's be clear, everyone seemed to be tucked nicely into their comfortable homes. Yet, I was hesitant. Inhaling deeply, I slowly started to sing "Holy Spirit" by Recording Collective. With each note, my voice became incrementally louder and fuller. Minutes slowly slipped by and I finished my walk singing to my Father. Don't measure the beauty of it by human standards, for He created it and longs to hear you. Whatever the sound is, it is beautiful in His ears. It is for His pleasure and delight you were woven together. Will He hear from you today?
