Find Your Voice.

Find your voice. 

Today God keeps pressing on me to find your voice. As someone did worship painting today at church, I kept wondering what is she painting? 

Near the end I see a lion. A beautiful, majestic, colorful lion. The more worship went on the more God kept pressing to find your voice. Then the worship team starts singing a song, louder and louder:

“It is finished, it is done 

The blood of the lion has overcome”

I’m like yesssss! Go Jesus! Let that roar out!

Then the pastor starts preaching. First scripture he goes to is 1 Peter 5:8. 

“Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.”

Devil prowls around like a roaring lion. 

Hold up. 

Jesus just told me I’m roaring like a lion. Like His blood has overcome. 

But the enemy is a lion too?

Now I’m confused. 

And God says again “find your voice”. 

So I’m sitting in service praying on it and God finally reveals it. 

Find your voice. 

Sometimes you think you’ve found it. Sometimes you think you’re doing right. But maybe it’s the enemy in disguise. So while you’re going around roaring what you think is good, you’re really the enemy on his prowl. 

So today I encourage you to stop. Think on what you’re about to say. What advice are you about to give? 

Sometimes the loudest roar is a whispering prayer. 

Find your voice. 

Prayer changes everything.  Start roaring. The good way. Start speaking GOOD over people. Start speaking positive over people. Start proclaiming God’s name in the grocery store! 

Burst into worship on a subway. 

Read your Bible in the park. 

Take your friends to church. 

Find your voice. 

Now let me add this disclaimer. I’m not saying you’re intentionally trying to hurt someone. Sometimes you might think you’re helping or it’s your place. But God is telling you to find your voice and choose your roar.

The Bible says you must die to yourself. It also talks about picking up your cross daily. So each day you have to make the choice. That’s the thing about God. It’s not forced. It’s not half-toos. It’s a choice. A choice you make of how each day will go. Of what roar you’ll have. 

Walking in the gas station and letting the door slam behind you on someone is a loud roar. 

A lady in the grocery store drops something carrying her baby and you pick it up is a loud roar. 

Find your voice.