My mother
told me that I didn’t speak for a long time. It was not a developmental delay,
rather others spoke for me. Crafty
little girl, wasn’t I?
When I
finally spoke, they were relieved, but my shyness remained. It wasn’t until I
was quite a bit older, (maybe 2 year ago…just kidding) when I realized that
people didn’t have a right to speak for
me anymore.
I have a
unique voice. I have something to say.
My
confidence soared along with the beginning my relationship with the Lord.
I found
myself speaking at Women’s Groups and other gatherings. I gave the eulogies at
my mom and my dad’s funerals. After the services, I was given words of praise
and remarks of “This isn’t the Linda we knew.” “Where did you get so bold?” “You
used to be so quiet.”
I started to
hear messages about sharing our faith, outside the walls of the church. I heard
about Christians, tuning into what the Holy Spirit would tell them about other
people. Did this person need encouragement? Did they need prayer for healing? And
so on. I was intrigued. I wanted to be part of that courageous type of
outreach.
When you say
to the Lord, I want to do that, He takes you at your word. A new adventure in
my faith began with my yes and continues to this day.
My first
opportunity happened years ago.
I went to a
Library.
As I walked
into the study area, I noticed a young man sitting at a table.
I sat down
and was into my paperwork, I sensed the voice of the Lord say, “Will you go
over to that young man and tell him that I have a plan for his life. I have
destined him for great things”
“YIKES!” I
thought, “ A total stranger? How can I be sure this is You? What is he going to
think of me? And besides Lord, I will be invading his space.” (New Englanders
do not like that)
Yes, it
became pretty quiet in my soul.
The Holy
Spirit gently spoke again. “Are you willing to go over to him and tell him what
I said?”
I am reiterating
every reason why I could not. Besides, I felt kind of dizzy.
Another
period of silence ensued. The Holy Spirit asked me again.
I said “Ok
Lord” I got up and started to walk towards him. I mean, I was so scared and
shaky that I wanted to cry.
I introduced
myself. I said something like “I am not sure where you stand with God. I am not
sure if you even believe in Him but I’ve asked the Lord to show me people that
He wants to encourage and bless. I believe that he pointed you out to me”
He didn’t
punch me, so I rushed into the message. I continue with more. What happened and
still happens today is this. If I speak the little the Lord gives me, He very often
expands the words.
I stood
there, waiting for him to mock me or dismiss me. What happened next astounded
me. He grabbed me into a big bear hug. (He was a big boy!). He said “Mam, you
have no idea what your words really mean to me!” “I have been called to be a
Pastor.” “I have a successful career as a teacher. I have just been named
Teacher of the Year. BUT, I have been running from God’s call on my life.” He
continued talking excitedly. He hugged me again, at least two more times. He
thanked me for having the courage to give him this message.
I felt such relief
of the tension, I started to cry.
He mentioned
how he could not wait to tell his wife. We exchanged addresses. A few months
later, he wrote to tell me that he was quitting his job. He and his wife were
going to complete their preparation for the ministry.
They have an
established church in CT. I would guess it is over 15 years ago.
That began
my adventure of being a mouthpiece for the Lord. Whether it is a stranger that
the Lord points out to me or an acquaintance that I sense the Lord telling me
needs encouragement, I have been obedient to speak out.
Is it easy?
No, especially with strangers, I still get the runaway heartbeats. I try to
talk my way out of it. Sometimes I hear the enemy taunt me with fear. I often
doubt that I heard right. But still…I speak!
Try it!
There is a world out there, desperate to hear the Words of Life!
By the way, the award I imagine that I would receive in heaven is...By Golly, She Has a Voice and Is Using It Now!
Linda
Maynard
5 comments:
I love this! I too was "voiceless" for many years. It is exciting to realize that God made me with unique gifts and callings and that speaking when he wants me to is obedience and brings blessing! Thank you for sharing!
As long as I've known you this was new. I loved it!!!! Challenges me to come out of my shell. And yes I have one. O
You encourage me! God still speaks--are we listening, and do we have the courage to obey? Linda does!! I hope I will.
SUPERB Thank-you.
Wonderful story! Do you write elsewhere? It looks like the owners of KB have stopped blogging. A loss for sure. Maybe someone can resurrect it? Anybody reading this comment? Anybody believe in resurrection?
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