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12-05-2007, 08:45 AM

What a great thread, by way of the excellent question.

I have kept journals since I was a kid as young as 6 or 7 years old, I first started drawing pictures and later moved towards written journals and I still do it on a regular basis, I grew up with the understanding that God created everything I could see. My world consisted of the great plains of the United States, narrowed significantly to a farm right smack dab in the middle of it. My ‘back yard’ was the woods on about 25 acres that included several small lakes, creeks, and springs, green all year round except the white coat deposited by winter’s snap each year. I observed everything from the smallest to the largest events in my little corner of the world. In later years I wrote extensively about this. In fact my title page of several of my journals was ‘God Speaks to me’.

June 13, 1979.

My problems get greater, dad is on me all the time Lord, I feel like I am the only one in the world, except for when I see your order I know I am with you. Your Buck came back today, he stands regal as a King and he has no fear, he seems different as though you raised him to remind me that I am one single person that belongs to you as he belongs to you..

In the winter of 1972 I drew a picture of the snow piled up along the edge of an iced over pond. In the side of the page are the words “the Power of God” As I remember back I was wondering how and why God makes the snow, which falls so slightly and lightly and feathery light but when piled up weighs so much when you have to shovel it.

I have had many a time, when God speaks to me almost audibly and its so prevalent in my heart that I have answered back aloud only to be chastised for talking to my self. Inside me God speaks as I am reminded of all the things that point to wards His reality, from the examples above in creation and in my personal life to the word of God and how I’ve learned about Gods character. Long before the WWJD slogan I used to think ‘what would God say?’ I’d ask myself and God to help me see this situation with spiritual eyes, not with mans heart, or more specifically my own heart. The result is an almost instant recognition of what’s right to do in the immediate situation, God speaks to my heart that way and I then know what to do.

The battle begins at that point, will I do what it is I know is right to do? Or will I think about it through my humanity and not submit to it. The battle of will and heart where the choice to obey or stray exists is more real than the situation I‘m in, and in my opinion far more important to God than the satiation I’m in.

12-05-2007, 08:45 AM	#9 (permalink)
Jester2 Guest Posts: n/a	Re: What is God Saying to You? What a great thread, by way of the excellent question. I have kept journals since I was a kid as young as 6 or 7 years old, I first started drawing pictures and later moved towards written journals and I still do it on a regular basis, I grew up with the understanding that God created everything I could see. My world consisted of the great plains of the United States, narrowed significantly to a farm right smack dab in the middle of it. My ‘back yard’ was the woods on about 25 acres that included several small lakes, creeks, and springs, green all year round except the white coat deposited by winter’s snap each year. I observed everything from the smallest to the largest events in my little corner of the world. In later years I wrote extensively about this. In fact my title page of several of my journals was ‘God Speaks to me’. June 13, 1979. My problems get greater, dad is on me all the time Lord, I feel like I am the only one in the world, except for when I see your order I know I am with you. Your Buck came back today, he stands regal as a King and he has no fear, he seems different as though you raised him to remind me that I am one single person that belongs to you as he belongs to you.. In the winter of 1972 I drew a picture of the snow piled up along the edge of an iced over pond. In the side of the page are the words “the Power of God” As I remember back I was wondering how and why God makes the snow, which falls so slightly and lightly and feathery light but when piled up weighs so much when you have to shovel it. I have had many a time, when God speaks to me almost audibly and its so prevalent in my heart that I have answered back aloud only to be chastised for talking to my self. Inside me God speaks as I am reminded of all the things that point to wards His reality, from the examples above in creation and in my personal life to the word of God and how I’ve learned about Gods character. Long before the WWJD slogan I used to think ‘what would God say?’ I’d ask myself and God to help me see this situation with spiritual eyes, not with mans heart, or more specifically my own heart. The result is an almost instant recognition of what’s right to do in the immediate situation, God speaks to my heart that way and I then know what to do. The battle begins at that point, will I do what it is I know is right to do? Or will I think about it through my humanity and not submit to it. The battle of will and heart where the choice to obey or stray exists is more real than the situation I‘m in, and in my opinion far more important to God than the satiation I’m in.