First child. First date. First car. First love. First job. First home.
You can probably remember a lot of firsts in your life. I even remember my first car payment – $260.
The first recorded question in the Bible was from the shrewd serpent. “Did God really say….?”
And since the beginning of my relationship with God, I have been asking the same thing.
Did God really tell me to say that?
Did God really tell me to go down this aisle at the store instead of that one?
Did God really tell me to talk with that person?
Did God really tell me to give that person what is in my wallet?
Did God really tell me to step down from that ministry?
Did God really tell me to leave my job and start my own business?
Did God really tell me to leave my business and start another?
The more you spend time with someone, the more you come to know them. You know their character, their style, their words, their voice.
The more I spend time with God, reading His Word and praying, the more I recognize Him in my day to day life. The more I will know His voice.
The more I look for Him, the more I will see Him. He promises to be found. He promises that He can be heard.
But still the enemy gets in my head and asks (or prompts me to ask), “Did God really say…?”
I want to trust and obey the first time. I want to stand firm. I want to walk in confidence. I long to say, “I know that I know that I know….”
My pondering and over thinking leads me to one simple fact.
I need God. Every moment of every day.
The more I call out to Him – about everything – the more I hear from Him. Oh, Lord. How I need You. This is something that I know that I know that I know.
Thank you, Father.
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