D Can you hear from God? Done 1.4

Reverend Chase Slocom, if someone says they hear from God, are they crazy? Is the Jane Wagner quote, "When we talk to God, we're praying, when God talks to us, we're schizophrenic", true?

Well Wonk, that depends. Certainly some people that claim to hear from God are crazy, as are most that claim they are Mary, Queen of Scotts.

But sir, if it possible to hear from God like you and I are speaking, asked Wonk?

The three major monotheistic religious, Judaism, Islam, and Christianity all claim to be either physically or spiritually descended from Abraham.  Genesis 12:1 says, "The LORD had said to Abram, “Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you."

That kind of talking to you, words with instruction, smiled Chase?


But that was a long time ago and Abram was a patriarch, is there anything more current, Wonk pressed?

The reverend smiled, Jesus said, "My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand." And before you say it, let's think it through, what is the most important thing you can do to facilitate talking with God?

I guess listen?

Sure thing. The Bible is full of verses about talking to God, listening to God, here are two for you to consider.

  • While they were worshiping the Lord and fasting, the Holy Spirit said, "Set apart for me Barnabas and Saul for the work to which I have called them."
  • He says, "Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."

Does God ever speak to you Reverend Slocom?

Sure, He just told me to go get a cup of coffee so that I don't fall asleep in the next prayer session, would you like to join me?



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