Awake. Praying in the early morning when I heard that voice --you know--the one you want to say is from God. In the back of your head--the words that you wonder if you've whispered to yourself--or if the One who created the earth and skies actually spoke it to "you".
"Yes, Dear Child" was what I heard. It made me forget the question. Which had something to do with a decision I'd pondered but not seriously considered. Not with the seriousness it had deserved. But, while thanking Him for the recent blessings and asking him to bless people I recently had encountered, it was there clearly: "Yes, Dear Child."
I'm not sure the yes was the part that impacted me--though you often ask a question to find the answer--right? It was what followed it-" Dear Child."
1. Would I call myself that?
2. Dear child? Really? Wow! How special that made me feel. Dear child: I'm His child. He wants to remind me of that.
3. He wants me to be and accept me as his dear child.
and
4. Yes. The answer?
I wasn't playing with a magic eight-ball here. I wasn't shaking God asking for this answer was I? "Ask again later"... No. I was just praying random thanks and requests. And I got he most beautiful three words I've heard lately spoken to me. Did I say it? Did I talk to my own conscience? Well, I don't really go around thinking or calling myself dear child (laugh), but if you and I want to go ahead and wonder...ok. I'd rather say God whispered to me in the quiet spot in my mind--no matter--it hit my heart. and I thought about that for a while.
I think I know the answer to to my question too. I'm assuming it 's the one I've not given the time it deserved or demanded. Either way, I was blessed by the three words I "heard" at fourish in the morning when I chose to talk with Him--"Yes, Dear Child," and it reminded me I am his dear child. (And so are you.)
