Let Me Hear Your Voice

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Today, I (Anna) have been able to write a longer piece again. I pray our Lord blesses you in and through the Holy Spirit as you read, pray and worship with us here.

Let Me Hear Your Voice

Song of Solomon 2: 14 (ESV)

O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
    let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.

Hebrews 4: 15 – 16 (NIV)

For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

Colossians 2: 9 – 15 (ESV)

For in him the whole fullness of deity dwells bodily, and you have been filled in him, who is the head of all rule and authority. In him also you were circumcised with a circumcision made without hands, by putting off the body of the flesh, by the circumcision of Christ, having been buried with him in baptism, in which you were also raised with him through faith in the powerful working of God, who raised him from the dead. And you, who were dead in your trespasses and the uncircumcision of your flesh, God made alive together with him, having forgiven us all our trespasses, by canceling the record of debt that stood against us with its legal demands. This he set aside, nailing it to the cross. He disarmed the rulers and authorities[b] and put them to open shame, by triumphing over them in him.[c]

For me the journey Home as a returning Prodigal was guided by a Heavenly Father who taught me (and is still reminding me 😊) that He LOVES the sound of my voice. He LOVES it when I turn TOWARD Him, when I come from behind the clefts, show my true face and heart and speak from the depths of my soul. I learnt that God isn’t after “goodness”, He is after a child-like heart that is not too proud to share every single emotion expecting to be heard and loved. Not one pretending it is fearless, tough and strong. For the record of our debt has been nailed to the cross! We are freed from all condemnation and shame. Freed to come as children into His loving Presence.

One day, as I poured out my frustration, grief and even anger in prayer, I was absolutely stunned at the worship song God retrieved from my childhood days. One I’d forgotten existed. The words: “take joy My King in what You hear, let it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear”. Maybe some of you can remember it (it is at the start of this song, although in my memory it was “let it be” and not “may it be”):

And after this happening to me repeatedly after emotionally charged prayers, I suddenly understood what God was saying: “Anna, this is what I DELIGHT in- in you being you, pouring out your heart and trusting that I won’t turn you away, but instead LOVE you into truth, comfort, hope, strength, joy: into ME.”

May we all, our Beloved Prodigals also, know our Father’s DELIGHT in hearing our voice, no matter what we pour out from our hearts.

Thank You, precious Father, for who You truly are. Thank You that You are the God who puts us back together. Who sees and knows and loves each broken piece of us whole again. Who has carried the awful guilt of our sin, the piercing pain of our loss, the heavy weight of our shame and the terrible ache of being all alone. Thank You that because You have carried all our sin and all our suffering we now need never walk alone again. Each time we sin and each time we suffer we know You are right there beside us, extending us Your hand to love us back into Your arms of grace, comfort and healing.

You understand how our hearts yearn to run or fight and for that we are so very thankful. We thank You that because You have walked before us, we may now walk clothed in Your strength, a strength to turn us back to rest in You alone. Father we ask that You never stop pursuing our hearts and the hearts of those we love. Never stop breaking us and our loved ones open to remake us in Your healing wholeness.

We thank You that You are still holding all Your Prodigals in the palm of Your Mighty Hand. We choose to fix our eyes on You and Your Truth, for You, our Hope and our Completion, put a smile on our face. We rejoice as we see with Your eyes – ALL Your children running Home to Your arms. We praise You, our mighty, mighty God! In Jesus’ Name, Amen!

Come, let us draw near to our Savior in worship. Let us pour out our hearts and cast all our burdens down at His feet and confidently wait upon His unfailing love and mercy to meet us there.

Isaiah 30: 18 (ESV)

Therefore the LORD waits to be gracious to you, and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you. For the LORD is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for him.


8 thoughts on “Let Me Hear Your Voice

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  1. Dear Anna,
    Oh my tears are flowing again this morning, with the beauty of the Lord that He calls us to behold: His calling and bringing home of his children. We are broken and burdened under the weight, but He rejoices over every single step taken toward Him. Thank you for these precious thoughts today. Love & Hugs!


  2. Beautiful reminder, Anna. One I need often. I too love this song and found myself looking it up recently for the rest of the words… I find it difficult to bring my whole heart in prayer unguarded and candid, like a child. Thx for these encouraging thoughts.


    1. It is so simple, yet so beautiful, isn’t it? I think our flesh really struggles. As I’ve read about the impact of adoption upon children, their struggle to accept love given, I can’t help but see us all and our relationship with our adoptive Abba Father. We are adopted as His own, but I think it is a long journey of growing into that love, of believing there are no strings attached and we can’t cause Him to withdraw His love for us. But praise God for His Spirit who keeps drawing us back into His arms. I’m glad this spoke to you too, Dawn.


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