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“And suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting.” (Acts 2:2 NRSV).
I know that several of my last postings have been about being quiet and listening for the still small voice of God. Sometimes, when we are still, the voice is not so small. In fact, the voice can be overwhelming and incredibly loud. We are lead to journeys of which we could never imagine. Our entire being is caught up within the presence of the Almighty. We must act boldly.
I think that one of the most incredible times in my life, in which God spoke loudly, was when my family and I moved from Texas to New Mexico. We moved from Houston to Deming with about two weeks notice. We thank God for the assistance of family members who helped pack up the moving van and actually move into our home in Houston. Cazandra and I could not believe how the pieces of our move came together in a remarkable way. We knew this wind that blew into our lives so strongly was the breath of God urging us on in ministry.
We are called to step out in faith. Everyone is not meant to pack up and move away from home like me, but all of us are called to serve the One who created us. Let us listen for the voice that propels us into action and leads us forward. Let us make the choice to rise up and rock the boat. Remember, our actions are an outward sign of an inward commitment.
Today I am very thankful for listening to the One who gives me the strength to continue my journey. My life is still as busy in a town of 10,000 people as it was in a metropolis of over 4 million people. The difference is that I have an inner peace that I never had while teaching in Houston. I know that I am on the path to which I am called. May you answer the voice of God, whether it is small or crazy large, and be changed.