Voice Of GOD

The Voice of God I ran across a bumper sticker the other day that actually stopped me in my tracks. It went like this: "Why is it when we talk to God we're praying but when God talks to us we're neurotic?" Now personally I've never considered myself neurotic although I'm sure I have many family members and friends that would rise to argue the contrary, And yet I hear the voice of God everyday.
When I wake each morning and start to prepare for the day I hear God whispering, "I've given you another day my child." And as I head out the door to go to work again God says, "I've provided for you a good job and good people to work with." When I sit to eat the voice of God reminds me, "I shall not let you hunger this day." Ok, I think you get my point here. God speaks to each and every one of us throughout the day and for all our lives.
Gods voice is always present in the laughter of children, the beauty of a sunrise, the smile of a friend and in the gentle breathing of that someone you love as they sleep beside you. It can be heard in every flower and in every song.
It can even be heard in the problems and disasters that come our way, Saying, "I love you enough to make you grow, Even in ways you may not want to."
If you can't hear the voice of God, its not that the voice isn't there...its because you, my friend, are not listening.

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day & said 'Lord, I would like to know what Heaven & Hell are like.' The Lord led the holy man to two doors.He opened one of the doors & the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious & made the holy man's mouthwater. The people sitting around the table were thin & sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms & each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew & take a spoonful. But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery & suffering. The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.' They went to the next room & opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished & plump, laughing & talking. The holy man said, 'I don't understand.' 'It is simple,' said the Lord. 'It requires but one skill. You see,they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'