|My voice you shall hear in the morning, O LORD;
in the morning I will direct it to you,
and I will look up. Psalm 5:3
Twenty years ago, I walked into a Christian bookstore and first gazed upon this beautiful painting above. I’ll never forget.
My husband and I were dating at the time and I was a new believer in Jesus. As a couple, we loved our dates at the christian bookstore. We’d spend hours listening to new music, picking out new tracks to sing, and getting lost in every part of the store. That day, in particular I wanted to check out the wall decor. That’s when I first viewed this painting . . . it captured me. It inspired me. It gave me hope as a new Woman of God.
As a young believer, I was just learning about prayer and how to talk to God. I may not have known how to pray like the church folks did, but I sure knew that I loved Jesus!
This painting reminded me of myself at the time.
Young, full of love and devotion for my King-desperate.
Sadly, that day, we didn’t buy the painting. It was pretty much out of our price range, but I never forgot about it. No, I never did.
And neither did God.
This past weekend, when I wasn’t even trying. I came across this painting on a google search. Did you know I was searching for this painting periodically for about 20 years! I never knew who the artist was or the name of the painting until this past Saturday.
It’s called, “He Shall Hear My Voice” by artist Michael Dudash.
The Lord is constantly reminding us, that He sees us. He loves us. He hears our voice.
I want to encourage you Mamas. . . He hears your voice.
He hears your voice when you are praying for your beautiful children.
Prayer means talking over with Jesus
everything that happens from the morning til night.
For the past 3 weeks, my husband and I have been praying for our little girl’s healing from a neck injury. Sunday evening was really rough for her since her pain grows more intense at night. Once she finally fell asleep after a long night of praying and intercession, my husband and I came back to our bedroom where I just fell on the bed and wept.
It’s so hard to see our children hurting.
It’s so hard when we can’t do anything for them.
It feels like a helpless situation in the natural.
BUT, in the supernatural realm, we are not helpless.
For, God is our help in time of trouble.
That night, I continued to pray and cry out to God. Seeking the Lord.
Then, I remembered that beautiful painting.
At that moment, I knew that He was listening . . . Jesus you hear my voice.
The voice of a worried, desperate Mama.
The voice of a broken heart.
The voice of His beloved bride.
Yes, he hears our voice when we call out to Him morning or night.
I sought refuge and I found it in Him.
For He is my Almighty God full of power and might.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He will make your paths straight.