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.