Learning to Listen

One of our Own Cokes Chapel members shared a recent experience with me that was so meaningful, I asked her to write it so you could hear her story.  I pray you will be as inspired as I am!  You are loved and prayed for. Pastor Lisa

Learning to Listen 
 As I’ve aged, I’ve become more aware of a little voice that speaks softly and quietly in my mind.  I’m sure it was there when I was younger, but I don’t remember hearing it…probably because I was just too busy to listen, plus the fact that I was not as close to my God as I am in my older years.

I’ve had several occasions in the past few years where I heard it, listened to it, and followed what I was being told, and I’ve discovered that it comes to me to make my life fuller and more enjoyable…and in a couple of instances it has even saved me from harm.

My most recent occurrence happened two weeks ago.  Len and I had made plans many months ago to travel to our home town in Midland, Michigan, to bury our beloved daughter Penny’s ashes in our family plot there.  My younger sons were going to fly in from Wisconsin and Virginia, and we were all going to spend a week together at our oldest son’s home in Midland.  Given the virus, we all went back and forth about whether we could social distance and carry out this plan, or whether it was wisest to postpone it until later when we would be safer to travel, etc.

As I climbed into bed one evening, just before the decision had to be made, there came that special little voice again, telling me to “stay home…don’t travel…Penny will understand…do it later”.  The next day we cancelled all arrangements that had been made and advised our sons of the change of plan, of which they understood and were much relieved.

We would have arrived in Midland the evening of May 20th, and would have been at the local Sleep Inn there.  Later that night, two dams burst and our hometown area was flooded for many miles all around us.  Over 11,000 people had to be evacuated from our town that night, and that certainly would have included Len and I, as well as our sons from out of town.  Our son who lives there has a very small home and would not have been able to provide accommodations. Given that all hotels in the next town over quickly filled up with the overflow…I just don’t know where we would have ended up that night, as well as the rest of the time we were to be there. And, if that wasn’t enough…the Cemetery is in the flood plain too and I’m sure we would not have been able to lay our daughter to rest the next day as planned.

Yet one more time where listening to that beautiful little voice and following it truly paid off.  I pray that all of you hear Him speaking in your hearts and minds and that you will listen and be blessed as I have.

God bless you all during these extremely difficult and challenging times…I can’t wait to gather together again very soon.

Linda Wozniak

 
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