I heard God’s voice today.
Not so in the spiritual desert. In the spiritual desert, there just is no sound. None, at least, but the sound of our own sufferings and dried up prayers. And the shuffle of one dusty footstep dragged after another...
Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. Romans 8:26, The Message
All I got was listen harder.
My sheep respond as they hear My voice; I know them intimately, and they follow Me. John 10:27, The Voice