I'm in a place where I don't want to be. Why am I afraid of moving out of it? I have come to the realization that I don't know the voice of God unless He screams. My "unction" is turned off. Like a friend that you remember but have had no real contact with in years, you forget how they actually look or how they actually sound or how they actually are. Oh sure, you'll remember them if you saw them, but you couldn't describe them accurately. You know how they used to be before life and experiences changed them as they do to us all. But knowing them for who they are today, you wouldn't be entirely correct, couldn't be. Fortunately with God, He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. However, you can become unfamiliar with His voice if you don't see him often. Have I done that? It seems so because I'm confused. The only fix is to spend time with Him, more reading, more praying, more focusing on Him.
I need to be able to pick Him out in a crowd, amongst the noise in my head, amid the sea of problems I have to face. In the middle of my storm. I have to know His voice, to understand His ways. I don't know how I got here but I'm not staying. Confusion is from the devil and he has got to go.
So I'm asking Him to speak to me, teach me. Breathe new life into me.
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