Niki Hardy: How to Hear the Voice of God When Your Life is Falling Apart

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C.S. Lewis famously said, “Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pain.” Not always. Our members call us every day for prayer and encouragement as they seek God’s help to walk through health crises. We asked one of our Medi-Share members, Niki Hardy, to share how she managed to hear God’s voice when it seemed that her life was falling apart.

It was cancer or lymphoma, that’s what the doctor said. I was told in no uncertain terms that there was no third option.

Cancer. The C word.

A cancer diagnosis is awful enough, but I’d lost my sister to this ravaging disease just six weeks before and my mom six years before that.

As you can imagine, my mind raced and swirled.

Had the heat-seeking missile of death now locked in on me?

What had I done to deserve this?

How would we tell the kids?

God, are you mad at me?

Are you kidding, after all I’ve done for you?

The more I screamed at him, the louder the silence that greeted me in return.

I needed answers. I needed to hear Him, to feel his presence and know that he is good, even if life wasn’t. Surely, he would speak. But how exactly do we hear the voice of God?

It’s hard enough to get a sense of what he’s saying when life is all rainbows and butterflies, but when life stinks as badly as a week-old tuna sandwich it seems harder than ever. So I prayed and listened, but all I got was silence.

Maybe you’re praying for an answer to a really big question, too. A yes or no, a go or stay, a here or there question burning through you. Or perhaps, like me, what you need to hear more than anything else is that you’re loved and not invisible. It’s a hard place to be, isn’t it?

Our God is a relational God and we know his plans are better than ours, so we want to follow his will. And yet it’s hard when we can’t hear what that will is. We desperately want to do the right thing and know his truth, but how on earth are we meant to if we can’t hear what he’s saying?

We’re left directionless, frustrated, and, if you’re anything like me, a little angry and resentful.

Hello God, I’m trying to do my best here, but life’s fallen apart. The least you could do is speak to me.

Eventually, I did hear him.

In the mindless daydreaming of my morning — clearing the breakfast things and walking the dog — my brain was free to hear. It was less of a revelation and more of a realization. He was there, I was loved and he wasn’t leaving me.

As J.I. Packer says, “God…guides our minds as we think things out in his presence.”

I’m a left-brained science major who overthinks and analyzes anything and everything, but I’ve been learning to turn off my logical, ever-churning left brain to free up my more creative, intuitive right brain because it’s there I hear God’s still small voice. I’ve learned we must use both sides of our brain to tune into the voice of God and I’ve discovered this four-step plan that really helps.

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SOURCE: Christian Post, Niki Hardy