This past weekend, I was with my grandchildren at the park in Blowing Rock, North Carolina. It was a sunny day, but the chilly wind was definitely a strong whisper that fall is on the way; so I had the hood of my sweatshirt up and my rather large sunglasses on.
Helping my youngest grandson up the steps to a slide, I heard someone ask “Debbie, is that you?” Turning, I saw a woman who looked vaguely familiar and said “yes,” wondering who she might be. She said, “I’ve been listening to you and just knew from your voice that it had to be you.” Slightly embarrassed, I admitted I had no clue as to who she was. She gave me a hug, and told me her name, reminding me that we had graduated high school together…..uh….thirty seven years ago! I have not seen her nor spoken with her since that night of blue and gold memories way back then, and still find it hard to believe she recognized me only by my voice (and, I guess my country/southern accent).
Here at Safe Harbor Rescue Mission, women come to us with all kinds of voices to sort through and turn off: voices of anger and degradation; subtle lies from the enemy; their own self-will; the voice of the world and our confusing culture. We are helping them sort through these voices, tuning out the lies, static and distortions, and tuning in to the strong but gentle voice of our Good Shepherd, Jesus Christ.
He alone can lead them to still waters, green pastures, and an overflowing cup of the oil of joy and healing. It is His voice that they must learn to recognize above all others. Then, they can recognize and follow Him even when they do not recognize His presence.