Nothing gives the soul more satisfaction than
when God calls upon it for his purposes.

Someone in your life needs to hear this.

My fingertips scrape against the bread
that cringes and cracks as each solemn
soul reaches out to tear its piece.

Her shaking hand pulls the bread
with urgent need as our eyes meet and I whisper
“the body of Christ” into the air between us.

She can’t break the bread
and my hand touches hers,
offering quiet help, silent prayer.

Now, two hands on the bread,
we rip, a piece is loosed, and then
suddenly we remember.

Hello!  I have been writing on this blog for just about a year now and decided last week during an extended time of solitude and reflection that it’s time to chart a new course.  I have renamed the blog “Moments of the Soul.”

There are moments in which eyes catch and hands graze, where God reveals his majesty and grace through intricacy, and where something causes me suddenly to lose my breath.  In these “moments of the soul,” I feel most alive and most connected to God.  So, my blog will be my way of capturing, through words and images, these incredible, breath-taking moments of experiencing the presence of God.

Thanks for transitioning with me!  Look for the first post tomorrow!

Based on John 10:27, we know that those who hear God:

1. Have a relationship with Jesus. (My sheep; I know them)
2. Are receptive to hearing from him. (listen to my voice)
3. Are willing to walk in faith to follow him. (they follow me)

Last week I explored having a relationship with Jesus and this week, I’m exploring what it means to be receptive to hearing from him. The best way for me to understand this is to think about conversations with my daughter. What comes to mind is the difference between trying to have a conversation with her at the airport as we are about to get on a plane and trying to have a conversation with her at the beach while we are on vacation.

At the airport, I am pulling my suitcase and carrying a backpack and my purse. There are people rushing all around us to catch their flights. I’m trying to find our flight number on the big electronic board so we can get to the right gate. We arrived at the airport a little late and so we are in a hurry to make it in time for our seating area to board. The flight is a couple hours and we don’t have anything to eat. My daughter’s hand is in mine, but I’m practically dragging her, forcing her little legs to keep pace. If, in the midst of all this, she were to start a conversation with me, I would be distracted, half-listening and looking away, as I continued to chart our course to the gate, perhaps missing a word here and there, and asking her to speak louder so I could hear her over the noise coming from every direction.

On the beach, we are alone. The sun is rising and we can hear every step on the damp sand. We carry nothing, simply walking hand-in-hand, breathing deeply, with nowhere to be. I can feel the shape and temperature of her hand. When she lets go to throw a rock into the water, I feel the last touch and sudden emptiness. I notice she has a tiny scratch on her cheek and that she has grown taller. When I hug her, I flash back to the moment I held her first. If she were to say something, it would be effortless for me to listen, I have been so in tune with her already. I could look at her full-on and there would be nothing pulling me away. I would absorb every word and all the feeling behind each one. I would be able to respond with love and the fullest attention.

So much of hearing God is about getting out of the airport. Most of us live there – metaphorically, I mean. We rush around, distracted, fists wrapped around our baggage. I most often hear God when I’m in the busyness of life, but only because I have been with him in the slowness of time. Here are some things I do to be receptive to hearing God no matter where I am:

• Set aside time to be with him. Alone. Where I feel every movement and notice his presence. Otherwise, I’m always in the airport.

• Read Scripture every day. Not like it’s the newspaper or my Facebook news feed. My goal isn’t to get through it as fast as possible, but to read it and then just be quiet. I don’t have a major revelation every day and there are days when I am distracted, don’t understand, or feel disconnected from what I’m reading.

• Pray. This looks more like a conversation than a grocery list. Sometimes I use a Psalm and just read it aloud slowly. Sometimes I just say, “Father in heaven,” and nothing more. Things that most often keep me from praying: unbelief, fear, pride, busyness.

• Walk with expectation. I expect to hear from God every day. And I do, through Scripture, through other people, through circumstances, and through whispers in my soul.

Have you heard from God? What were you doing?

Is there something you could take out of your schedule so you can make time and space to hear God?

I keep this piece of paper taped to my computer at work and on my wall at home.  It’s small.  Only I can see it.  But I really need it.  I need to read it on the days when I have a deadline, or run from meeting to meeting.  I need it on days that feel overwhelming in a much bigger sense – like when tragedy happens, or a friend is hurting.  I need it on days that are calm and open and on days when my heart is breaking.

I came up with these statements one day after reading Stephen’s speech to the Jewish authorities in the book of Acts just before he was stoned to death.  The speech is one of the most incredible recitations of God’s redemptive plan in Scripture and ends with words that call followers of Jesus to a certain type of living that is revolutionary:

When they heard [Stephen’s speech], they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him.  But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit, looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God.  ‘Look,’ he said, ‘I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.’

At this, they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him…

While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, ‘Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.’  Then he fell on his knees and cried out, ‘Lord, do not hold this sin against them.’  When he said this, he fell asleep.

(Acts 7:54-60)

Stephen is near the top of my list of people I would love to meet one day.  He was bold in speaking the message of Christ.  He stood on the truth in the face of death.  He forgave the people who dragged him on the ground through the city and threw stones at him until he died.  He stayed connected to Jesus, holding onto him right through to his end.  He was unafraid even as he spoke to authorities and knew it was likely he would be killed.  He committed his spirit – all that he was – to Jesus.

I’m not going to face what Stephen faced in my lifetime.  Most of us won’t.  But, I want to live like he did in my context – with my family, with my friends, and in my work.

What about you?   Do you need a sign on your computer or wall?  What would it say?