Three special times God has spoken to my heart.
ONE
When we lived at the cabin in Alaska and Frank was away, our daughter and her friend who
was staying with us, were making so much noise I couldn't take it anymore.
I went outside and was continuously complaining to God.
This voice said, "Be still and know that I am God!"
I sat down on a bench looking out over the Resurrection Valley.
I was quiet. Such peace flowed through me.
I realized if I had quietly come out and sat down and looked over the valley,
I would have felt the same peace.
But God had to get my attention.
TWO
Another time we were looking for downed trees for firewood during the winter
when there was snow on the ground.
I walked deeper into the woods, further from the road.
That meant carrying the wood a long way.
I complained to God, "Why couldn't the wood be closer to the road?"
This small voice spoke to my heart and said,
"Because I wanted to share this with you."
I looked around, and was standing amongst the most beautiful setting.
Snow covered the ground, making small humps over new trees or wood.
The fir trees were filled with snow, the limbs bowing low from the weight.
A small brook flowed through this beautiful scene,
making it so peaceful and beyond words.
I thanked Him and said I wouldn't complain about
walking further looking for firewood again.
THREE
Another time when I was at work walking toward the door to go home,
I complained to God, "I don't feel You near anymore."
God spoke to my heart and said,
"Every time you feel a breeze, I am there.
When you see the trees move in the breeze, I am there.
I am always there for you."
As I went out the door I felt the breeze on my face and said,
"Hello, Lord."
Whenever I sit inside and look out the window
and see the trees moving in the breeze I say,
"Hello, Lord."
Jeanie Frodsham
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Psalms, Chapter 139
O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising,
thou understandest my thought afar off.
Thou compassest my path and my lying down,
and art acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue,
but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
Thou hast beset me behind and before,
and laid thine hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Whither shall I go from thy spirit?
or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there:
if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning,
and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Even there shall thy hand lead me,
and thy right hand shall hold me.
If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me;
even the night shall be light about me.
Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee;
but the night shineth as the day:
the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
For thou hast possessed my reins:
thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made:
marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
My substance was not hid from thee,
when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought
in the lowest parts of the earth.
Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect;
and in thy book all my members were written,
which in continuance were fashioned,
when as yet there was none of them.
How precious also are thy thoughts unto me,
O God! how great is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand:
when I awake, I am still with thee.
Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God:
depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
For they speak against thee wickedly,
and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee?
and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:
And see if there be any wicked way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
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