There is a lot to be said about how someone speaks to us: their tone, the eye contact, the alignment of their words as they fall off their lips. In today’s society, we don’t take too lightly to being spoken to in just any type of way. Everyone demands respect- whether it’s been earned or not. We want to hear what we want to hear and when we want to hear it.
When He speaks to us
When it comes to hearing from God, we don’t always hear from Him when we want to, or in the way we want to hear it. Sometimes we beg to hear His voice, but yet He is silent. Other times, He gets our attention and speaks without us being prepared for it.
Learning to hear God’s voice is not always the easiest, but I can assure you that it is always worth it. Somtimes his words challenge us, stretch us, or all us to somethign greater. But when His sweet, still, soft voice that drops into your spirit is the best thing ever.
What He has to say is not always what we want to hear. While other times, His voice gives us the reassurance of things we are still working on believing about ourselves.
How He speaks to us
The longer you talk with Jesus, the easier it is to hear His voice. He speaks to us in a variety of ways.
Sometimes it comes straight from reading His word – to me, this is the most accurate form of hearing from Him. Other times, it comes by way of a song, others relaying a message- a lot of times, people will say things to you and then say, “I have no idea where that came from,” but you will know. The message they deliver will be so timely to your situation that you will know that God was using them as His messenger.
My experience with His voice
Once you learn God’s voice, you look to hear from Him often. He is interwoven in all of the fine details of our lives, so finding HIm and hearing Him isn’t hard when you really seek and listen.
Most recently, I had a close friend send me a reel of a mother praying over her children and her grandchildren. It was a powerful reel that reminded me of when we had just had our first grandson. I recalled cleaning the floors with my earbuds in while it blasting ‘The Blessing’ by Kari Jobe at the highest volume I could possibly get it.
As I pushed the handle back and forth sweeping across our wooden floor, I was struck by his spirit to really pray and go hard over praying for our children, grandchildren, and even great grandchildren.
This was a first for me, not praying or going deeper, but praying for a generation that was yet to come. But yet a generation that would carry the very legacy that we are building for them at this time. It was a very surreal moment for me. The surreal became very real when I recognized the weight of this glory and responsibility I was carrying.
I texted my friend back about this very incident. I didn’t go into that much detail, just that the reel had reminded me of the time the song hit me like a ton of bricks.
The very next morning, I walked into the living room for my quiet time with the Lord. I prayed before opening my Bible that He would put me on the very page that He wanted me to be on.
Lately, the number 7 has been everywhere in my life- the total on purchases. They would be $77 or $107. The tip would equal $7. The “new to us” golf cart which was used at a golf course was labeled with a small “7” on the roof. Seven just seemed to be everywhere… So, I thought, well maybe God is trying to tell me something about this “number.”
Seeing the number “7” holds more of a significance to me than maybe some. It is not because my favorite baseball player wears that number on their jersey or that my child done something significant at that age. Or even because many think that it is a lucky number. It holds a significant place in my heart because it was another moment of when He spoke to me.
My mother was in hospice care. We all knew that it was close to the end, but none of us are God and none of us knew the exact hour. I had run to grab me a bite to eat. I pulled up to the Zaxby’s speaker, ordered my kiddie finger, and while on the phone with my best friend, the cashier said, “that will be “7.77.” I paused, words couldn’t be pushed past my lips. When I could speak, I simply said- with a knot in my throat and my voice cracking, “That’s the number of completion. She’s not going to make it much longer.” My mother passed away just about 4-5 hours after that very conversation.
Knowing that He is in the smallest details, I opened my bible and turned to Numbers chapter 7. Now, I am not a theologian, and while I know where some things are in the bible, I don’t know all the exacts for sure. When I got to the page, there was a highlighted section just above it in Number chapter 6. It caught my attention and I began reading.

“The LORD bless thee, and keep thee…” — Numbers 6:24 (KJV)
WOW!!!!
That was all it took. The very first sentence, and I knew. exactly what I was reading.
It was The Blessing.
The very song that had stirred my spirit to pray over generations to come.
And the very same song that ha play as my mother’s funeral concluded.
I couldn’t help but to think about how beautifully God weaves together the moments of our lives.
The heart wrenching ones.
The joyful ones.
The ones we understand.
And the ones we will never fully understand on this side of Heaven.
Just listen
Some people find it hard to hear from God: But I promise you, once you hear Him, you crave that constant communication with Him. You want to hear from Him in the morning, in the evening, and every moment in between of your busy daysHe can found in every situation – whether it’s a mountaintop or a valley- HE IS THERE. He is wanting a relationship with YOU! Yes, YOU! This wasn’t written for just anyone. If you are reading this, then there was a divine assignment for you to hear these words.
When He speaks to me, I know that He is in control. I know that I don’t have to have everything figured out because He does. When He speaks, I know that He has good plans for me and my family. When He speaks, I lean in closer and want to hear more.
Because there is nothing quite like knowing the God who created the entire universe cares enough to meet me – meet us- in the middle of the smallest details of our lives.
Will you listen to what He is telling you today?
Very encouraging. Love you Brit❣️
Thank you, Aunt Donna!! Love you so much!!💞