My Directions

I thought I heard the voice of God Whispering in my ear.

I thought I heard the voice of God Whispering in my ear.

I know I heard a sweet, sweet sound

It came through crystal clear.

I think I may have heard His voice gently speaking to me.

I may have heard a sweet, sweet song, a beautiful melody.

It wasn't soft, it wasn't loud, it wasn't lost, but it was found.

It wasn't words, it wasn't thoughts.

It wasn't dreams or a vision either.

It was more like.. like...

Something I can't explain.

But see the problem is,

I'm not sure I can be brave.

Am I brave enough to answer back?

Am I brave enough to obey?

Am I brave enough to hear His voice -

And then kneel down and pray?

Am I brave enough to hear the truth

And then to follow His word?

See, the problem is, if I do that,

From my earthly ways...I must turn...

'Cause I know it was the voice of God, and I know just what He said.

He told me to let go of the fear, and in Him to be brave.

He told me that He has a word that He needs me to prepare.

And then with that same word, He needs me to go there...

And deliver this word to those who are lonely, lost and in despair.

To those who need a reminder that He is ALWAYS there.

To those who may not know Him, to those without hope and in fear.

To those who just need someone to tell them that He truly cares.

But who am I for such a task? Dear Lord, why choose me?

And that's when He said those final words...

Because they, too, need to be set free.

And once I heard it, it was then and there I got up off my knees.

I stood up tall, put on my shield, and fully got prepared.

For He's chosen me, He's called my name.

He's given me directions, and I'm no longer ashamed.

He knows how much I love Him and He knows how much I care -

About His people, and His flock, who also need His care.

When I thought I heard the voice of God, late the other night,

It wasn't a mistake, it wasn't the wind, it was His beautiful light.

It truly was the voice of God whispering in my ear.

Giving me directions and removing all my fears.

So, I've packed my shield and my sword. I'm carrying His peace.

He's prepared me for battle. He's prepared me to speak -

To the lonely, the lost, the downtrodden, the bitter and the meek.

I'm heading out into the world to carry out His plan.

I'm bold and confident and ready.

I am honored to be chosen.

So think of me, keep me on your mind, say a little prayer -

That I carry out His instructions, that I handle them with care.

And when I return from this important journey, please don't push me away.

My old self will have died, and God's chosen in its place.

I may look the same on the outside, but know that this is true.

My life will have truly changed.

My life will be brand new.

I will still be your sister, your mother, or your friend.

But I'll also be a minister who God has chosen to send.

There will be things the "old me" did,

That are no longer the same.

The new me will be different -

Because HE called my name...

@curlygirlbowman