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Encouragement, Life Behind My Lens, Word of the week

August 5, 2014


Have you ever been in an environment where it was so loud, you could barely hear yourself think? Or have you ever thought you heard God speaking to you, but you weren’t 100%  sure because there were too many people in your ear?

I have.

As I was sitting in church yesterday, we visited a few scriptures, but there was one in particular that made me sit up and take notice. And to be honest, it wasn’t even the entire scripture that got me…it was actually the first three words.

When the Bishop asked us to turn to Isaiah 51, before I heard the rest of his sentence, I read the first verse, which started with:

“Listen to me…”

and not even two seconds later, my eye automatically went to the fourth verse, which started with

“Give attention to me…”

In that moment, I immediately knew what my word of the week was going to be:


Now I’m going to be really honest here: sometimes…I just don’t listen. Sometimes I have to learn things the hard way. There have been times in my life where when it came to making a decision, I thought I may have heard God whispering in my ear, but I allowed myself to get so easily distracted by the loud opinions being thrown my way, that I followed the crowd. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not proud of those moments, but I lived,  learned and become a better woman because of them.

It’s like when you’re riding in the car listening to the radio. One moment, the music can be playing loud and clear, but eventually, if you get further away from the source, the white noise begins to take over and drown out the music. I’ve come to realize that I have to stay connected to the source. There is freedom in killing that white noise. When I have everyone’s opinion in the forefront of my head, it’s hard to hear the soft whisper of Jesus telling me which way to go and when it comes to the decisions I make and the path I choose to follow, I much rather hear that soft whisper than the the yelling of everyone around me. Sometimes going against the grain is tough, but when you listen to the master instead of the masses, your life will be better than ever.

As Ethan and I prepare to sit down and begin planning our wedding, I know we’ll encounter many opinions. From the kind of dress I want to the kind of food we serve to guest list…EVERYONE will have something to say. But while we will need the help and advice from those close to us, at the end of the day, we have to trust ourselves, turn down the volume of our family and friends and follow God’s path for us. I mean…hey, it’s worked for us so far…so why should the wedding process be any different?? 🙂

As you and I go through this week, let’s put a little bit more extra effort into turning down the noise around us and really get in tune with the whispers of God. It may not always be easy, but I’m positive the reward for us all will be great. 🙂