Our new house has stairs and that means I’ve been practicing a new and heretofore undeveloped skill—yelling up those stairs to my kids.
My voice lacks the resonant quality needed to get their attention most of the time. After all, I’m competing with earbuds, closed doors, radios, their own conversations, iTunes, and the like. So, they don’t always hear me.
There are other culprits also. Like the distance from the front of the minivan to the back of the minivan and all the ambient noise in said minivan while I’m trying to talk.
Or there’s simply my son’s natural talkativeness. He can’t hear me very well when he’s trying to tell me a story at the same time.
Whatever the culprit, I spend a lot of time as a mom just trying to be heard.
All of this has been nudging my heart a little with a question: What gets in the way of me hearing God?
Busyness, distraction, noise, inattentiveness, me not taking time to listen—all of them are to blame at times.
But there’s something else, too. Sometimes heavy-heartedness, sadness, and discouragement throw us into a pit of darkness, and it’s so hard to hear God’s voice in that place.
There are times God speaks hope to his people and even though hope is truly what we need, we can miss His message.
This is where Israel was in the beginning of Exodus. Slavery trampled on more than their physical freedom. Over time, it had beaten them into hopelessness.
That’s when God sent Moses with these words:
I have heard the groaning of the people of Israel….
I have remembered my covenant….
I will bring you out from under the burdens of the Egyptians….
I will deliver you from slavery.
I will redeem you…
I will take you to be my people, and I will be your God…
I will bring you into the land that I swore to give to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob. (Exodus 6:2-9).
The promises are stunning. The assurances are powerful. These are the grandest, greatest, most extravagant declarations of God’s abiding love for His people and His determination to rescue them.
But they didn’t throw a block party when they heard Moses’s news, nor did they pack their bags and start planning for departure.
Instead, Exodus says:
“they did not listen to Moses, because of their broken spirit and harsh slavery” (Exodus 6:9 ESV).
They didn’t listen.
They didn’t listen because they couldn’t listen. Their perspective had been damaged over time. God seemed distant and unreal, unhelpful and uncaring and words didn’t penetrate through that wall of hurt and bitterness.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve been in places where hope is hard.
David had been there, too. He wrote:
Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul (Psalm 142:4 NASB).
What he needed was to know that someone cared for his soul.
Just like Israel, David felt abandoned, alone, and hopeless with no chance of rescue. But there in the middle of that place of pain, he recalled the promise and the truth:
The righteous will surround me,
for you (God) will deal bountifully with me. (Psalm 142:7b NASB).
God’s people would be there for him and God would come through for him. That’s what David knew.
That’s what we need to know, too, when we feel forgotten or abandoned, alone, or without hope.
God’s people are there for us. God will come through.
But we’re not just receivers of that message; we’re messengers of hope to others.
How can we share about God’s love and keep sharing? Remind others of God’s promises and keep reminding them? Speak truth in love and keep on speaking that truth even when we’re ready to give up?
Some of us right now are loving someone who is traveling through hard spaces: the valley, the wilderness, the pit, and that’s a messy kind of ministry.
We can be poured out and depleted when caring for the hurting. It requires deep compassion, supernatural patience, and near-constant trips into God’s presence for our own renewal and refreshing. Otherwise, we’ll be crushed underneath someone else’s burden.
Only the Holy Spirit can do that deep healing work in any of us. Only the Holy Spirit can open blinded eyes and deaf ears.
So the pressure is off of us to make others hear or understand or change their minds.
Here’s what we can do: We be present with them in the pain. We stick with them in prayer. We keep holding onto hope, and we trust God do the greater work that He alone can do.