Yesterday I spent the late morning typing away at my computer. I love the sound keystrokes make in the midst of productivity.  I had a podcast playing in the background that involved a Q&A session between a well-known pastor and a collogue.  This particular pastor was about 30 minutes into this session and had referenced, quoted, and discussed at least a dozen Scripture passages.  As I was working down my to-do list these bits and bites of holiness were going in one ear and out the other.

Yet, with my attention elsewhere, this pastor referenced Isaiah 41:10 … and it went off like a bomb in my mind.  I heard it loud and clear.  I stopped typing.  I stopped the podcast.  I picked up my nearby Bible.

So do not fear, for I am with you;
    do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
    I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

– Isaiah 41:10

Even a casual reading of this verse reveals its power:  Imagine the Creator of the universe helping a little guy like me.   

Yet, yesterday this verse didn’t sound like merely a powerful word.  Rather, it sounded like an answer to prayer.  Prior to my stint at the keyboard I had spent significant amount time in prayer.  I asked God questions.  I vented some frustrations.  I expressed my inadequacy.

Call me a mystic … but I believe I heard from God yesterday.