Yesterday I spoke about hearing God at a fairly young age. You can read that post here.
When I was writing this particular chapter in the book I asked a group of ladies surrounding my table in women’s ministry what age they believe they were when they first heard or felt God and was amazed at the answers and stories that were told.
Last night I was wondering why I didn’t poll my tribe at the end of that post, so I am now and there is a good chance that this information may end up in the book!
So, if you’d be so very kind, please take one or two seconds and tell me …
How old were you when you first heard or felt God?
Please note: this in NOT when you surrendered to Christ, but when you remember truly hearing Him or feeling Him. Many of us take years to fully open the door, sometimes preferring to peek at God for a while through the keyhole.
PS: I’ve left the comments open in case you wish to expound. If I use your comment in the book in some way I will only use the first initial of your first name (so leave only that, if you wish) or you can always call yourself anonymous!
A couple of you have inquired about the subject of the book I’m currently writing. Firstly, I need to thank you for that question! Just the fact that you’re interested warms the cockles of my heart and gives me additional fuel to continue writing. I’m tentatively calling it “a memoir chronicling God’s ceaseless and redemptive spirit.” As I’ve aged and matured in Christ, I’ve been able to see how He has been beside every step of the way, constantly saving me from myself and from others. My story may be just like yours or nothing like yours but to Him, we are all the same. His children, in need of Him.
The Lord has our individual journeys under His watchful eye throughout our entire lives. He constantly shapes us and works to equip us with the tools we will need to perform His work for the Kingdom.
Writing this book has had me looking back to my childhood, and there is no doubt in my mind that the Lord has been calling me to Him since I was a very young child. Because every person on the face of the planet is known by God since before the world was formed, I believe He is calling each and every one of us from birth. That may startle some people; but regardless of the part of the world you were born in, the socio-economic system you were born into, and even the religion you were born under – He is waiting for you to look His way.
How else was it that when I was about 8 years old I remember coming home from church every Sunday, gathering five or six other little children in the neighborhood, and preaching to them from atop a grassy knoll with my child-sized bible in hand. It must have been quite a sight! It makes me laugh now to remember, I wonder what my parents thought about this behavior or did they even know what was happening? Would my life have been different if they had recognized and cultivated this youthful zeal to bring the word of our Lord to others? We’ll never know and it probably doesn’t matter because God has grown me into the woman of faith I am today using the whole of the experiences of my life.
Although I wasn’t truly saved in Christ Jesus until my mid-thirties, my absolute, unwavering belief in The One True God from the age of 8 surprises me today. Perhaps it helps me to understand what Paul meant when he said:
But then something happened! For it pleased God in his kindness to choose me and call me, even before I was born! What undeserved mercy! ~ Galatians 1:15 (NLT)
He calls each of us. Even if you haven’t heard Him yet, He is calling.