MY FATHER'S VOICE
I heard my father call out to me in a loving tender voice, “Noel Son!” . It was just a blur and I felt a heaviness in my head. As my eyes cleared I could see my father sitting next to my bed and calling to me “Noel son”.
This was in the end of the month of December, 1963; when I was just ten years old. I can’t remember anything of what happened. But , I was told that I had been playing with my two brothers on the terrace of our home in Vadalur, Cuddalore TK South India. Dad had gone to work and my mother had gone for her embroidery classes.
While playing on the terrace of our home, I had jumped from the parapet onto the sunshade backwards, missed my balance and hit the concrete slab below, head first and remained unconscious for three days. It was the evening of the third day that I heard the concerned and loving voice of my father call to me. He held me and kissed me.
There were other times when I heard his voice too. But the tone was different. I recognized when my father was pleased with me and when he was not so pleased. Though the note changed, his love was always evident.
Just as I was sensitive to my earthly father’s voice, God wants us to be sensitive to HIS voice when HE speaks to us. In John 10:4 it is written “And when he has brought out all his sheep, he walks ahead of them and they will follow him, for they are familiar with his voice.”
2 Timothy 3:16-17 (TPT) says “Every Scripture has been written by the Holy Spirit, the breath of God. It will empower you by its instruction and correction, giving you the strength to take the right direction and lead you deeper into the path of godliness. Then you will be God’s servant, fully mature and perfectly prepared to fulfill any assignment God gives you.”
May we all be sensitive to the voice of our Heavenly Father and become fully mature and perfectly prepared to fulfill any assignment God give us.