The Day His Voice Changed Tears to Joy

” I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and him with me.” Revelations 3:20

Sometimes, God’s voice is a whisper. A soft breaththat only ears that are tuned in to His presence will hear. Other times, His voice is a clang, shaking us out of our inner musings, rocking us to our core.

He may use people or circumstances, and He speaks through His Word. And yet other times, it is the living, breathing Spirit Himself that speaks directly to the pits of our heartsthe broken, shattered piecein a way we cannot imagine or fathom.

It is there, in the whispers and clangs, that we encounter not only the voice of God, but a choice.

A choice to immediately obey.

Reluctantly obey in time.

Ignore it.

Or embrace it with the expectancy of all that following His lead promises us….“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12

I sat there on the bathroom floor. Alone. Ready to end my marriage. Hurt, anger, bitterness, pride and hopelessness overwhelmed me. I was broken. We were broken. I couldn’t fix him. I couldn’t fix me. I couldn’t fix us. I had put hope in him that he would change and he didn’t. So there, in that pool of tears and pain is where God met me. Where I heard His voice from the depths of a broken heart, scattered out through holes of a multitude of old and new scars.

In that pool of pain, I heard God.

I heard Him tell me I had it all wrong. That my faith was placed in a man. In myself. In a marriage that had been struggling to survive by human work and strength.

“You have got it all wrong,He said. Put your hope in Me.” It was a silent clang, but one that truly rocked me to the core of my being. Because for the first time, I realized that Ithat wehad never invited Him into our marriage, truly.

After God had my attention, he began to softly whisper….”Trust that I, the Lord, can change you. Change him. Change and restore your marriage. Trust that I am the redeemer. Hope in My healing.”

And so I had a choice.

Give up and keep to my own ways, which clearly wasn’t working.

Or obey.

His voice was so strong in my soul, I knew I had to obey and I did so expectantly. I chose to put hope without doubt in Him, something I had not done before. I decided to obey and to not end my marriage.

That was the day.

The day I not only heard God’s voice, but I listened.

The day I walked in obedience.

The day my husband gave his life to Christ.

The day we invited God into our marriage.

The day our marriage began to heal and then thrive and was forever changed….

We can listen to our own voice over God’s. We can drown out the whisper, even the clang, with our anger, pride, bitterness, or our need to control.

Or we can lean in to listen to the voice of the One who is all-knowing. The One who loves us with an everlasting love. The One who leads us to righteousness, who never leads us astray, who knows our deepest needs, and the One who fights for us.

“The Lord our God has shown us His Glory and His voice…we have seen today that God speaks with man.” Deuteronomy 5:24

Let us open our ears to hear. Let the melody of the One who breathes life into the dead settle over us. Let the melody seep into our bones; our soul. And as it does so, let’s step into the light of His direction obediently.

Perhaps today is the day you will start hearing the call. Will you listen? Will you let his voice seep into your soul? Will you walk down the path in which He is calling you?



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Hi, I am Elizabeth. I am a wife, mom of four, nurse, photographer, writer, and I am a child of God.

I love documenting life through photography and sharing what is in my heart through words.

I can be found most days wearing ripped jeans, with a camera or journal in hand, and sipping a cup of hot chocolate in the morning.

I spent a long season not only wandering in the wilderness, but running from God. Even so, He never gave up on me – welcoming me back with open arms as I stepped out of the wilderness and into the light of his beautiful promises.

Elizabeth Nejedlo is the author and blogger of Blue Jean Gypsy Devotional blog. She offers several beautiful bible reading plans as well. Click here to check out and follow her blog. You can also follow her on Instagram @blue.jean.gypsy .

Thank you, Elizabeth for guest writing with us! – 💜 BoP

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