Ever wonder if that voice in your head is a sign you are losing it?  Some might say that hearing voices no one else does could be a sign of losing one’s sanity. Good news: I have a different perspective, mainly when it involves a personal relationship with an omnipresent God. In this post, I’ll share an encounter with God that might make you reconsider before seeking medical advice.  And before you write me off as a quack, I recommend you read on.

Are you ready to embark on a journey of faith and discovery? Join me as we unravel the mystery of hearing from God.

Here’s a true story. Not long ago, I found myself overwhelmed by the stress of a broken wrist, right as I was preparing for an impending storm. Little did I know, God was about to lead me on an incredible journey of faith-building and healing.

The next day, I attended church. As I sang songs of praise in the 3rd row from the front of the auditorium on the right with my right arm in a sling, I suddenly heard “Bill, you are healed!” I immediately whirled around to see who said that to me, but no one made eye contact nor acknowledged me. A little while later, I heard it again. “Is that you, God?”  Or was I just one step away from a straightjacket? Better err on the side of believing and take that check to the bank and cash it, metaphorically speaking.

Over the next week, I wrestled with doubts as I rolled over on my fractured wrist in my sleep, three times to be exact. Ouch!#&!!!  Was I really healed? I would not see the surgeon for another week due to a state of emergency imposed upon New Jersey following Storm Sandy.  Electricity was out and travel was restricted.  But God was faithful to continually send me assurances that I was healed.  So now, join me as we unravel the mystery of hearing from God – Read “Into the Storm.”

The story didn’t end there. Talk about perfect timing, and just as I was questioning my sanity for the umpteenth time, an email pops up from my brother Jamie entitled “The Voice in My Head.”  Jamie is the owner and CEO of EDC Communications.  His opener?  “I hear a voice in my head. No, I am not crazy.” Reading his article felt like he was speaking directly to me, and it was so reassuring to realize that he gets it, he really does. Phew! A huge sigh of relief. He totally gets it!  So, I concluded that I was not crazy after all.

Later that evening as I am pondering the timing of my brother’s email, I tune into Daystar Christian TV. Jesse Duplantis is sharing how he narrowly escaped an uncomfortable and perhaps potential disaster because of a divine premonition – he felt God telling him to skip the flight he was scheduled to take.  Skeptical, exhausted, and itchy to get home, he hears it again and tells the boarding attendants he is changing his flight. Despite his initial hesitance and uncomfortableness, he heeded God’s still, small voice. The boarding attendants were probably rolling their eyes, but who’s chuckling now? As the plane was taxiing on the runway, one of the plane’s engines exploded.  Jesse had heard correctly and acted on God’s instruction obediently. Sometimes decisions such as this are very difficult to make and require thoughtful discernment.

Reflecting on similar episodes over time, it struck me that such encounters aren’t random happenstance but are akin to divine affirmations. These God winks rejuvenate and build my faith. 

Over the years God has increasingly shown me his intervention; a random Bible verse, a quiet voice in my spirit, a feeling.  These moments are affirmations of encouragement, fueling my faith. They are manifestations of God’s desire to rekindle once bright promises within me, to ignite belief in the boundless possibilities through Him, to draw me closer, to be a light in the darkness. He wants to renew a fire in me to believe that all things are possible with Him. He wants to be my beacon light, always shining in the darkness.

Here’s a tip: Pay attention to those heavenly voices in your mind and think twice before calling the shrink!

 Copyright January 2024 by Bill Hutzel

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