Monday, July 9, 2012

That Little Voice Inside

          Up here in the Black Hills we get lots of tourists and lots of tour buses.  Now as with pretty much every vacation, things don't go as planned, and some "bumps" are worse than others.  This morning, as I was headed into town to run errands, I came across a tour bus that, having hit one of these big "bumps", was broke down on the side of the road.  I thought to myself, "glad I'm not them" and continued on my way.  The entire time a little voice inside kept telling me to stop and ask if they needed anything. 

          A couple hours later I returned and noticed that the passengers were gone (picked up by another bus I assume) and only the bus driver was left sitting on the ground in what little shade was available.  Again, the voice told me to stop ... but I kept going.  My house was only a mile down the road and the entire time this voice was getting louder telling me to go back to him.  By this time it was noon.  I was hungry, the kids were hungry, and that persistent little voice told me that the driver was hungry too. 

          "I hear you."  I finally acknowledged.  So I went to my kitchen and put together a simple lunch with a large jug of iced tea.  Then the kids and I hoped back into the car and headed back to the bus.  We got back to the bus, I introduced myself and offered him what I had prepared.  At first he declined, insisting that he was fine.  I asked him to at least take the tea in case he got thirsty (the temperature was at 90 degrees and rising).  He finally accepted.  As I handed him the bottle of tea, I gave him the bag of food too.

         "Just in case you change your mind."

          He gave me a funny look.  "You are sure nice."

          I told him that I couldn't imagine living in a world where people didn't take care of each other.  God calls us to serve each other, and in this case he called me to serve you.

          He then told me that he had run out of water and was getting really thirsty and hot.  Since there wasn't any cell service in the area, the other bus had gone ahead to the next town (20 miles away) to call for a tow truck.  He expected to be there till evening.    God knew this; he was my little voice calling me to stand-up and be his hands and feet.  Sometimes that little voice asks us to do things that may go against social norms, or my be an inconvenience.  We don't get to pick and choose when we follow God's will.  We should faithfully follow where he leads.  Sometimes our roads are bumpy, and the curves are blind, but the view from the top is incredible. 

Matthew 25:35-40

35 For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, 36  I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ 37 Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? 38 And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? 39 And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ 40 And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers,[a] you did it to me.’


  1. Thank you for sharing. Yes, we must listen to God's voice. If not, our human ears will forget the sound.

  2. It is great to hear of your obedience, even though we often find it inconvenient.

  3. I am so proud that you are my daughter.

  4. Great story. I just taught a Sunday School lesson about the Holy Spirit. In it we discussed how He is that small voice that we hear that guides us in our daily lives. Some people ask why we don't hear from God. This illustrates exactly how He communicates with us through the Spirit.


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