I Know That Voice

by Nan Corbitt Allen

I waited patiently for the Lord; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, and He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm. Psalm 40:1-2 NASB

 A shepherd intern’s job is to take a large flock of sheep up into the mountains for better water and grazing during the hot, dry summer months. The intern learns that during this mountain journey, lambs are still quite small and often will get separated from their mothers. The young shepherd also learns that each lamb has a unique bleat that helps its mother to identify her own. I think that is kind of a sweet thought.

But I remember that same thing happened to me and my own little lambs over the years.

The morning after our second son was born, the nurse woke me up and said my baby was crying for me. I was a little groggy but as soon as she held out the crying child to lay him next to me, I knew this wasn’t mine. I hadn’t heard my baby cry but just a few times, yet already I knew that this was not my child’s voice. I.D. bracelets confirmed by suspicions.

A few years ago, my husband and I had the Super Bowl on in the background while we both worked on our laptops. We would occasionally glance up at the game or at a cool commercial but mostly we were focused on our work.

Then, in the 4th quarter my ears pricked up. I heard a familiar voice. Yep. It was the voice of my firstborn, who was in New York writing music for ads, HUMMING on a TV commercial for Heinz Ketchup. I had known about the ad and had even seen some early versions of it when we were in New York visiting for Thanksgiving. However, I hadn’t heard the final version and was certainly not expecting it to make the Super Bowl. But from the first note – the voice of my son just humming in the opening segment – was enough for me to know that he was mine.

Sometimes it feels like God had turned a deaf ear to me. He isn’t listening. Or if He is, He sure isn’t granting my requests. It is like He is ignoring me.

But in John 10, Jesus identified Himself as the Good Shepherd. He assured His disciples: “He who enters by the door is a shepherd of the sheep…the sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out…I am the good shepherd, and I know My own and My own know me…” (John 10: 2-3, 14 NASB).

I know He is listening and recognizes my voice. I’m just as sure of it as I am that I’d recognize my own child’s voice anywhere – crying or humming.

We often claim Jeremiah 29:11, NIV (“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”) as though God is speaking to us personally. And I believe that He is through this Scripture.

But what about the following verse? Verse 12 says, “Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.”

Psalm 55:17 (NIV) verifies this concept: “Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress,
and he hears my voice.”

From my lips to God’s ears!

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I Know That Voice: God Knows Me – insight from Nan Corbitt Allen on @AriseDailyDevo (Click to Tweet)

Nan Corbitt AllenAbout the author: Nan Corbitt Allen has written over 100 published dramatic musicals, sketchbooks, and collections, most of these works in collaboration with Dennis Allen, her husband of 40 years. A three-time Dove Award winner for her musicals written with Dennis, Nan’s lyrics and dramas have been performed across the U.S. and around the world. Throughout their writing careers together, Dennis and Nan have sold almost 3 million choral books.

Nan lives with her husband Dennis in Cleveland, GA where she teaches English and Creative Writing at Truett McConnell University. Her literary works include two Christian novels and three nonfiction books. The Allens have two grown sons and two beautiful grandchildren.

Nan’s book, Small Potatoes @ the Piggly Wiggly, is a collection of devotionals that reveal the seemingly insignificant routine experiences can have great impact on a life. She describes what she learned of God’s providence and wisdom while growing up in the Deep South in the 1950’s and 60’s. Bible passages given throughout the book make this a book for all readers.

Join the conversation: He knows our voice, but how well do we know His? How can you tell when it is the Lord speaking to you?

 

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