If Only I Would Listen
Whenever I am invited to speak somewhere, I always pray and ask God to tell me what to say.
I’m heading to Eastern Europe this week to encourage foster and adoptive moms at events across Romania and Moldova.
A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting by our backyard pond praying one morning, and I knew I was being given the message for this trip. I hurried to write it all down just as it came to me.
This message was about three themes, and I wrote out those three words one by one. Brokenness. Prayer. Royal.
Those three words looked a little disjointed to me as they aren’t even the same figure of speech. I thought about changing them or making them longer. But I was in a hurry, so I typed it up as it was.
A few days later, the event organizer suggested I send slides to go with my message. I made the slides and then translated those three words into Romanian.
When I saw them on the screen, I was speechless and in awe.
Here’s how they look…
WOW GOD. Just wow.
Isn’t it amazing how the Holy Spirit speaks to us…if only we would listen.
I started reading Proverbs yesterday, and landed right here…
The Father gave me his perfect message with perfect alliteration for his daughters in Romania and Moldova.
My prayer is that I can truly listen and be, as Mother Teresa once said, “a little pencil in his hands.”