Girls Night In

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God Talk

on September 5, 2014

Last weekend, I joined almost 200 men and women in the Blue Ridge Mountains near Asheville, NC, at the Living Out Loud Labor Day Singles Retreat.

To be honest, I didn’t go to this event planning or even thinking I’d have a God moment, though the anticipation of something unexpected is always there. I just hoped to have fun, make some new friends and tell people about the novel I self-published the week before.

A few of us stood in a group before leaving and prayed for safe travels. So I took this Prayer Feet photo.

A few of us stood in a group before leaving the retreat and prayed for safe travels. So I took this Prayer Feet photo.

That all changed on Sunday. After our big group session that morning, they sent us off to prayer rooms, each one focused on a different aspect of love: Loving God, Loving Yourself, Loving Others and Loving the Lost. I saw the value in all four, so I slipped into the first one I saw—Loving Others. Definitely something I need to work on. I thought I’d invest a little time there, then move to Loving God next door.

It didn’t work out that way. I spent the entire prayer time in that room. Because, as often happens in prayer, one thought led to another and, in about 15 minutes, I went from praying for others to wondering why God doesn’t answer my requests and questioning if prayer is really worth the trouble if He’s not listening anyway.

Then, in the middle of feeling lost and dripping tears and questioning the very foundation of my faith, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see a friend standing next to me. Now, I don’t remember her exact words, but she said something like this:

“Sharyn, I feel I should tell you that God hears you. He knows you’re strong but you don’t have to do this on your own.”

I can’t remember a time when I felt God answer my prayer so quickly or clearly. And I cried even more, knowing He loves me enough to reach down and touch my heart with His assurance.

Now, six days later, it feels a little surreal, and it would be easy to question whether it actually happened. So I keep reminding myself that it did. And I wrote it down here to make it even harder to forget. Hopefully, the next time I question God’s silence, I’ll remember this moment as His promise to me, regardless of circumstances.

How does God speak to you? Do you question whether you’ve heard His voice or are you confident you have?


2 responses to “God Talk

  1. Carole Brown says:

    Just when we’re at our lowest or saddest or whatever, God sends the encouragement we need. So glad it happened for you! Love and hugs!

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