One thing I absolutely love about walking and reading on a treadmill is that it allows you to do two things at once.
Three things actually.
I also think a lot, like we all do. We all have a million thoughts sprinting across our minds at any given time. But as I walked last night with no particular place to go, I read a book, and I imagined and dreamed, and talked to God about all the doodles of words swirling in my head.
I was talking about how I was (not)surprised when Pastor began to speak about listening to God’s voice at church. And how I knew I was hearing His voice on that treadmill even as I was multitasking.
You see, that was one of the major things I needed when I began my walk with God. I needed with all I had, to hear His voice. And I absolutely loved the huge demonstration Pastor gave on this very subject during his sermon. I just love visuals.
Years ago, I learned quickly that in order to hear God speak to me, I needed to be aware, I needed to shut up, and I needed to actually open my ears in order to hear Him. He spoke to me through songs, other people, and sermons at the time. But once I began to listen for His voice (not audibly but noticeably His nonetheless) is when my faith grew deeper and my walk (with Him and not my treadmill) grew stronger.
You see, He still speaks to me through people, like someone I rarely talk to messaging me a verse I JUST read that morning. Or someone telling me they dreamt the strangest dream about me and had to share.
I still hear Him through songs because He downloads words for me to write down through them.