Hearing God’s Voice
The sheep listen to his voice. He [the shepherd] calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. John 10:3, NIV.
Hi, boys and girls, moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas, kitty and puppy dogs, goldfish and gerbils, welcome to Rhe Family Hous.” As old as I am, I still don’t understand how radio waves work. I can turn a knob in my Chevy while driving 60 miles per hour 100 miles from home and hear my own voice being transmitted from radio station KARM in Visalia, where I host an evening program called The Family Hour. That’s weird!
What’s weirder still is knowing that everywhere I go thousands of sound waves blast my ears carrying all kinds of messages. But I hear certain radio waves only if I have a radio receiver tuned to the right station. It is a mystery to me, no matter how often my scientist husband explains it.
Understand it or not, I especially appreciate those waves during the hour’s drive home from the Fresno airport late at night. I turn on the radio to KARM and hear the familiar voices of Christian music. It’s as if God’s guiding me home.
Jesus called me His sheep, listening for His voice. And it is that voice that will guide me to my eternal home.
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