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Finding My Voice & Listening to God's

"Listen to my voice in the morning, LORD. Each morning I bring my requests to you and wait expectantly." 
Psalm 5:3

After a tough day of jogging on Friday, I was little hesitant to get up and go this morning. Add the ache in my head to the fear in my heart and it was really only by the nudging of the Lord that I got out of bed at 5:45 a.m. 

As I made my way down the street this morning, I decided to slow my pace down and really try to focus on what the Lord was saying to me, instead of focusing on surviving my run. I can't say it was easy, especially when my thoughts began to wander and my chest began to ache. 

Am I the only person who notices this habit? I feel the Lord convicting me about something I don't want to hear, change, or acknowledge, so I let my mind go elsewhere.

But, as the Lord usually does with His children, He kept bringing me back to what He wanted me to hear.

Do I really want to dive into everything the Lord had to say to me this morning? Not particularly. Sometimes our conversations with the Lord aren't meant to be shared. Especially when the Lord brings up those embarrassing character flaws you'd rather not admit having. 

But just last week, I was jogging and prayed Psalm 139:23, "Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts." God took that prayer and answered it, revealing anxious thoughts and areas of my heart that needed attention.

So today I feel like King David, realizing that the Lord listens to my voice each morning. Not only can I bring my requests to the Lord, but I can bring them expectantly. Although I may not hear his voice immediately, He will make Himself present at just the right moment. 

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