Hearing God's Whispers
A question for you: Have you slowed down enough lately, or been still enough to hear any of God’s whispers?
You don’t think He whispers? Oh, but He does! Read on to learn.
2011 had been a difficult year for us, and I spent a lot of my time too weary and full of pain to think, must less listen. But I kept on praying for God to heal me.
2012 crept in as we snoozed the time away. But some time after midnight I was returning from one of my bathroom visits, and as I stood at the head of my bed, I reached over and opened the curtains to see if there were any stars. I looked up and there was the big dipper just above me. And it was turned upside down! I caught my breath, for I sensed that my Father was whispering to me. It seemed that He was saying, “Rebecca, I’ve heard your petitions and have filled my dipper with streams of love and healing, and even now I am pouring them over you.”
I began to weep as tears of joy ran down my cheeks. What a blessing awaited Emory when I told him about my visit from God.
The next morning we were so busy getting ready for church that I didn’t take time to mention it. I’ll do it later, I thought. Then, just as we were ready to leave, he came charging through the front door. “ Rebecca, have you seen the sky? He pointed out the front window and I hurried to see. I caught my breath as I stared. The whole sky was covered in a layer of thick clouds, but it was almost as if a big hand had parted them to let the sunshine through. And it was making the most colorful, glorious rainbow, not so tall, but the widest I had ever seen. I caught my breath and whispered, “Noah’s rainbow! Gods promise that He would keep His word.”
Our Mighty, Loving, Heavenly Father was reinforcing His promise to me during the night, the dipper full of love and healing. So I related my experience of the night before, and we spent most of our New Year’s Day rejoicing over our circumstances.
And beloved, God is keeping His promises. I began to heal that very day, and I’ve improved daily ever since.
Psalm 46:10—Be still and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen; I will be exalted in the earth.
If you don’t know this Mighty God, wouldn’t you like to?
--Rebecca Somoskey
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The Proverbial Pig
I'll admit it!
Sometimes I behave just like the proverbial pig. You know, like Grandma's old pig that spent his time foraging through the woods for food. And when he found a pile of acorns beneath a tree, he would tieintothe feast and fill his belly without ever looking up to see from whence theacorns came. How many of us on Christmas morning tied into our pile of gifts, scattered paper and ribbons everywhere, and exclaimed over the wonderful presents we received? Oh, sure, good manners dictate a "thank you" to the giver. But did we stop to think that it was God given health, skill, and the ability to work and make the money thatreally providedeverything we received? And did we remember to lift our eyes toward heaven and give Him thanks?
Often I have failed to do that. But God has gifted me with something that never fails to remind me. Every time we leave our house and drive down the ridge, I am privileged to look across the tops of the mountains, and the view on a clear day almost takes my breath away.Even in the starkness of the late autumn and winter, the rollingsmoky-bluetops that cover the earth displaythe wonderof our awesomeCreator.Who am I that He should provide me with such a view?I especially enjoy it every Sunday morning as we go down to church, and as I soak up the wonder I can't help but burst into song. "I sing the mighty power of God that makes the mountains rise."What a wonderful way to get into the spirit of worship before Sunday services, or any time for that matter.
Unlike the proverbial pig, King David expressed it like this: " I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord which made heaven and earth." (Psalm121:2-3) Why do you suppose the hills reminded him of God? Because where earthends heaven begins.
Friends, you don't have to live on top of the mountainto be able tolift your eyesand give praise to Him who gives us richly all things to enjoy.You no longer have to live like the proverbial pig. You can lift your eyes any time or any where.--Rebecca Somoskey
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Inspirations From The Mountain
Just For Today
Often I haveallowed yesterday's pain and tomorrow's trouble get my attention. And Satan was right there ready touse them to paralyzeme. But God has taught me much from nature, and I've learned to figure Him in every moment of my life.A while back I watched asa brilliant cardinal flew in , perched himself in a laurel bush, threw back his head andbegan to sing with all his might. I said to myself, "He ain't distressed about yesterday's troubles, or what he wears, and he ain't worryin' about tomorrow's eats. He knows God has clothed him in the most glorious array and He will provide for today. That's all that matters." Then I thought aboutthe laurel bush hewas using for his stage."That bushain't worried that his blooms are all gone. He knows God will have a brand new batch come spring. Until then he'll just nap through the winter and let his Maker take care of things."So, my Friend, consider this:
He knocked upon my door today. I ran to open wide.
There stood Yesterday's Regret. I invited him inside.
He hovered in my shadow all the live long day,
Reminding me of past mistakes and he would not go away.
By night I was in anguish, my weary heart so sad. I cried, "Dear Lord, please help me. My past has been so bad."
"My child," He said. "Those things are gone, deep beneath the blue. I don't remember them at all. You must forget them too."
She knocked upon my door today. Tomorrow's Fear was waiting there. "Come in," I said, and opened wide. She was followed by Despair. They rode upon my shoulders all the live long day,
Asking, "How will you?" and "What if?" They would not go away. By night I felt so helpless. There seemed to be no way.
I cried, "Dear Lord, please help me. I can't face another day.*
"My child," He said. "Don't e'er forget. Just remember how
I've not ceased to make provision always up till now.
So when Regret or Fear comes knocking, refuse to open the door.
Live your life just for today, and they'll return no more."
Our Lord said, "Don't worry about what you will eat or drink or wear." Matthew 6:34
--Rebecca Somoskey
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Wrong Way Home
It was January 7, 1956 and Emory had just been discharged from the Marines. He chose to ride the train from Camp Pendleton, California, to West Chicago, then take the Norfolk and Western south to Welch, West Virginia. In making the change, he asked the porter to give him directions, and the porter carelessly rattled of f a few numbers. Then he climbed aboard what he thought was the right train, and settled down in his seat for the ride south.
The train was already in motion when the conductor came by to check his ticket. He studied it a moment, and then asked, “Where are you going young man?”
“Welch, West Virginia,” he replied.
“I’m sorry, the conductor explained, “but you should be on the Norfolk and Western.
“I’m on the Norfolk and Western!” he insisted.
“No sir. You are on the New York Central.
Emory thought his heart would stop beating, and he began to shake inside.
The conductor watched as he pulled out his wallet and opened it. Just one five dollar bill was all he had. “What on earth will I do in New York, City? I don’t belong there! I’m just a dumb country boy from West Virginia who
needs to get home!”
The kind conductor left for a few minutes, then returned. No doubt he’d been through the same scene many times. He spoke reassuringly. “We have a stop near the Norfolk & Western Terminal on the east side of Chicago. We can put you on a cab just as soon as we make our next stop.”
Dear Readers, Every one of us fit into one of three categories: a careless porter who influences others to go in the wrong direction (Satan), a lost soul who is desperate because of his circumstances, or a kind conductor, who patiently helps the lost soul find the right way home! In which category are you?
Lord, please raise up more kind conductors!!!
Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This the the way, walk in it,” whenever you turn to the right hand or whenever you turn to the left. (Isaiah 30:21) The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who wins souls is wise. (Proverbs 11:30)
---Rebecca Somoskey
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Wrong Way Home
It was January 7, 1956 and Emory had just been discharged from the Marines. He chose to ride the train from Camp Pendleton, California, to West Chicago, then take the Norfolk and Western south to Welch, West Virginia. In making the change, he asked the porter to give him directions, and the porter carelessly rattled of f a few numbers. Then he climbed aboard what he thought was the right train, and settled down in his seat for the ride south.
The train was already in motion when the conductor came by to check his ticket. He studied it a moment, and then asked, “Where are you going young man?”
“Welch, West Virginia,” he replied.
“I’m sorry, the conductor explained, “but you should be on the Norfolk and Western.
“I’m on the Norfolk and Western!” he insisted.
“No sir. You are on the New York Central.
Emory thought his heart would stop beating, and he began to shake inside.
The conductor watched as he pulled out his wallet and opened it. Just one five dollar bill was all he had. “What on earth will I do in New York, City? I don’t belong there! I’m just a dumb country boy from West Virginia who
needs to get home!”
The kind conductor left for a few minutes, then returned. No doubt he’d been through the same scene many times. He spoke reassuringly. “We have a stop near the Norfolk & Western Terminal on the east side of Chicago. We can put you on a cab just as soon as we make our next stop.”
Dear Readers, Every one of us fit into one of three categories: a careless porter who influences others to go in the wrong direction (Satan), a lost soul who is desperate because of his circumstances, or a kind conductor, who patiently helps the lost soul find the right way home! In which category are you?
Lord, please raise up more kind conductors!!!
Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This the the way, walk in it,” whenever you turn to the right hand or whenever you turn to the left. (Isaiah 30:21) The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who wins souls is wise. (Proverbs 11:30)
---Rebecca Somoskey
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Wrong Way Home
It was January 7, 1956 and Emory had just been discharged from the Marines. He chose to ride the train from Camp Pendleton, California, to West Chicago, then take the Norfolk and Western south to Welch, West Virginia. In making the change, he asked the porter to give him directions, and the porter carelessly rattled of f a few numbers. Then he climbed aboard what he thought was the right train, and settled down in his seat for the ride south.
The train was already in motion when the conductor came by to check his ticket. He studied it a moment, and then asked, “Where are you going young man?”
“Welch, West Virginia,” he replied.
“I’m sorry, the conductor explained, “but you should be on the Norfolk and Western.
“I’m on the Norfolk and Western!” he insisted.
“No sir. You are on the New York Central.
Emory thought his heart would stop beating, and he began to shake inside.
The conductor watched as he pulled out his wallet and opened it. Just one five dollar bill was all he had. “What on earth will I do in New York, City? I don’t belong there! I’m just a dumb country boy from West Virginia who
needs to get home!”
The kind conductor left for a few minutes, then returned. No doubt he’d been through the same scene many times. He spoke reassuringly. “We have a stop near the Norfolk & Western Terminal on the east side of Chicago. We can put you on a cab just as soon as we make our next stop.”
Dear Readers, Every one of us fit into one of three categories: a careless porter who influences others to go in the wrong direction (Satan), a lost soul who is desperate because of his circumstances, or a kind conductor, who patiently helps the lost soul find the right way home! In which category are you?
Lord, please raise up more kind conductors!!!
Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This the the way, walk in it,” whenever you turn to the right hand or whenever you turn to the left. (Isaiah 30:21) The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who wins souls is wise. (Proverbs 11:30)
---Rebecca Somoskey
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