The Voice of Truth

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes
To climb out of this boat I’m in
Onto the crashing waves

To step out of my comfort zone
Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He’s holding out His hand

But the waves are calling out my name
And they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times
I’ve tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me
Time and time again. “Boy, you’ll never win!”
“You’ll never win!”

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, “Do not be afraid!”
The voice of truth says, “This is for My glory”
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they’d have had the strength to stand

But the giant’s calling out my name
And he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times
I’ve tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
Time and time again. “Boy you’ll never win!”
“You’ll never win!”

But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don’t seem so high
From on top of them lookin’ down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me

I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

(Song by Casting Crowns)

I sat my driver’s license last week.  And I passed.  Happy about that.  You see I have never had my full/complete driver’s license before – in any country…..

How can I be 32 years old and this be the first time I’m fully licensed?  Well quite easily if you’re as stubborn, stroppy and as independent as me!  No seriously the stubbornness probably has a lot to do with it, as well as other things…..You see in New Zealand we have a three step process to getting your ‘full license’.  You can start the process when you’re 15.  And I did, all those many years ago.  I got my learner’s permit.  Then I got busy…you know with all that high school has to offer……all those extra curricular activities as well as youth group and a couple (or three) part time jobs…..Then I went off to University and was a poor student…..My parents paid for one lot of driving lessons, I sat the next stage of the test once and I failed.  So I gave up.  Then I got busy again….still poor…got married…had my own personal chauffeur in my husband, stayed poor……Never made driving a priority.  I tried lessons with my hubby a couple of times when I was pregnant with both boys but never seriously and got too big and uncomfortable to make a good effort at it…People couldn’t believe that I could have kids and still not drive.  Well when you’ve only got one car and the prospect of driving over forty minutes in peak traffic to take your husband to work just so you can have the car for the day..and then battle traffic for even longer on the way home at the end of the day is not very makes walking the easy option!  And thankfully we lived in a suburb that has very self-contained and I could get myself places. And I had been in a couple of bad accidents as a passenger, so just didn’t trust myself to drive others around safely.

So those were my excuses, I mean reasons!!  Then….I finally decided it was time to get myself driving and started the lessons in earnest again with the ever patient husband at my side.  I sat the practical test in NZ and failed by ONE point.  I was devastated. Yes we had a pig of a car to drive  – that even experienced drivers would stall and have problems with – but one measly point.  Ok so I couldn’t reverse very well…but ONE point????  Then the move to America became more than an application to Homeland Security and became a reality….so we chose not to spend more money on re-sitting the test again as it would have been money down the drain as it wouldn’t have been recognized in America anyway – as it still wouldn’t have been my full license I was getting.

So I came to America as a learner driver……and learnt to drive on the other side of the road!  One day last October the spunky hubby and I had a romantic date at the DMV and both sat and passed our theory tests….and that meant I could then get behind the wheel of the car and give it a go for myself.  After a few months off practicing because of my morning sickness, I then got back behind the wheel, worked on the reversing, worked on the differences with driving on the other side….and sat and passed last week.  Whew.

Why did it take me so long to build up my confidence back home before I wanted to drive?  Lots of reasons…..but I think underlying it all was the belief that after failing the first time that I couldn’t do it.  I could never be a safe driver.  I couldn’t do it.

I was listening to the wrong voices. I was listening to the voices who were telling me I would never win.  I needed to listen and believe, to the voice of truth. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.

On the day of the test the waves were calling me and telling me of all the times I had tried and failed before.  I told them – Greater is He who is in me than he that is in the world..….(I also told myself that I have given birth without pain relief, a driving test that makes me feel like I am 17 again is NOTHING!!).  And I told myself of how prepared I was, how confident I was and that I am NOW a safe and capable driver.

What voices are you listening to at the moment?  What challenges are you facing where you need to CHOOSE to listen and believe to the voice of truth?  For me, driving was a giant that was standing in front of me, telling me I was going to fail.  What giants are standing in your way – spouting lies at you?