A Voice Crying…

“A voice crying in the wilderness…..”

I begin to look at this from life experiences. What seemed like a sentence I thought I understood now becomes so much more. Time and space is the wilderness. We cry out but noise competes with our voice frequencies. Suddenly we can’t be heard over the television, schedules or text messages. Perhaps our voice is too weak?

I think about John being separated from the world and yet those who heard his voice came to seek him out for what he had to share. They wanted to hear his voice. What made these seekers different from others? What was it about his voice that drew people to come to him?

An important word to remember is, “My sheep hear My voice”. While John was in the wilderness “he grew and became strong in the spirit” until it was time for him to begin speaking. John’s separation from the world was also his opportunity to spend time being in the presence of God. We become what we behold. John’s voice became the echo of what he himself had been hearing.

Our weak voice may only be an indication of our needing to spend more time in the presence of the one who can strengthen our vocal chords.