Last Sunday on the way to church my ten-year-old started fussing, again.
“Mom, why do we have to go to church?”
“What have I told you a thousand times before? Why do Dad and I go to church?”
“To worship a God we can’t see.”
“Yes, that’s true, we usually can’t see Him. But if we choose to listen, we can hear him. He doesn’t usually sound like a voice, though I know people who have heard Him talk out loud to them. Sometimes He sounds like one of our thoughts. It can be difficult to know whether the thought is ours or His. The way I often know that God is talking to me is that I will get a feeling of pressure, a sense that I absolutely need to do something, and that pressure won’t go away until I do that thing.
“But God talks to each one of us differently, since we are each unique individuals. Some people see pictures from God, or are given a song. It all depends on how you are best able to hear Him.”
And with that, we pulled into the church parking lot.
After dropping the kids off at Sunday School and singing a few worship songs, our pastor began his message. Halfway through, he began to teach on exactly what I had been telling my kids on the way to church. He even used some of the exact same words – I think I had actually gotten my words from a sermon he had preached on a similar subject several years ago!