Chapter 6: The Speaking Voice

God is speaking—not just in the past, but right now. He didn't just speak the universe into existence and then go silent. His Voice still fills creation. The world is not held together by a memory of what God said once—it's sustained by what He is still saying. Every sunrise, every atom, every movement echoes His living Word.

This Voice isn't limited to the Bible. The Bible has power because it reflects and channels the Voice still speaking. The Bible on its own is not magic; it's alive because the Spirit speaks through it. Without that Voice, the printed words would stay flat on the page.

Creation came into being because He spoke. And it continues because He speaks. "Let there be," He said—and it still is, because His Word never stops. The universe is alive with His breath. That's why the psalmist could say, "The heavens declare the glory of God." They're not repeating history—they're declaring it now.

Even people who've never read Scripture have heard something. Paul says that creation itself leaves everyone without excuse. The Voice has whispered through storms, troubled consciences, and deep longings. Ancient peoples responded with myths, philosophy, music, or poetry—flawed, but not always empty. Could it be that genius is often just a stammered response to the Voice?

Yet we often dismiss it. When Jesus heard the Father speak from heaven, others nearby said it was just thunder. We still do this. We reduce mystery to mechanics. We replace reverence with analysis. We explain the fire—and forget to bow before it.

God's Voice still seeks listeners. But in our age of constant noise, listening is rare. We rush. We multitask. We fill every silence with sound. But God still says, "Be still." That Voice won't compete with our chaos. It waits for silence. It waits for hunger.

The Voice is not frightening unless you're already set on ignoring it. It's not here to destroy—it's the same Voice that said, "Let there be light," and then said, "Come to Me, all who are weary." The heavens are filled with kindness because the blood of Jesus reconciled all things.

We don't need to be prophets to hear God. We need to be quiet. We need to be willing. The Voice is here. Always has been. Our task is not to awaken it—it is to awaken ourselves.

Lord, teach me to hear You.
My ears are worn out from the world's noise.
Give me the heart of Samuel, who said, "Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening."
Let me grow familiar with the sound of Your Voice—
so that when all other sounds fade,
I will still hear You clearly,
and follow You gladly.
Amen.