All of this week I have had to “dress up”, you know, like office type clothes. So all week I have been uncomfortable in heeled shoes, dresses, horrible material shirts. To find out office attire is not Casady attire. I love a good dress as much as the next girl, but give me a pair of jeans, sneakers and a tee and I am set and totally myself.
It is finally Friday *praise*, which means… jeans. it also means sneakers *praise*. This means I can freely dance in the bathroom to the most recent song stuck in my head without worrying that I will fall in my heeled booties and dress. Granted I still may embarrass myself because no matter what day it is a co worker can still come in while I am dancing whether I am in sneakers and jeans or heels and a dress. Point is, I am hopeful that even though it is embarrassing to get caught dancing, it is less embracing if you don’t end up on the floor. Sneakers are easier to dance in than any heeled shoe. case and point.
All of that to tell you… Love sneakers. Wearing sneakers now. best day. Unfortunately said sneakers squeak when I walk. I am not going to let this fault ruin my love for these baby blue Velcro kicks. Yes, you read that right. Velcro. Because I am a toddler. Not only are they cute but also doesn’t take up time to tie them so who I really winning here? The toddler. Even if these sneakers squeak it is not like they are totally loud. It is more of a quiet little squeal, but in the silence of an office building its more noticed then if I was anywhere else.
I am one of those people that notices the smallest of noises and they drive me up the wall. So currently as I walk through the office I am taking big steps very slowly in hopes it just looks like I am on a runway and not annoying people with the squeal of a toddlers shoes as I go from desk to desk collecting mail. In-between the tasks of a receptionist and a professional back-up dancer/embarrassed wannabe dancer (you decide) I’ve been reading A.W. Tozers “The Pursuit Of God”. Yeah I know totally flipping the script, one second we are talking about the shoes that a toddler would be cute in and another we are talking about a book full of big words. I don’t know, just follow me here. God talks and teaches me in funny ways that I think sometime only my brain can actually understand what He is trying to tell me. Then I wonder if it actually makes any sense. Really not a toddler just someone who enjoys dancing by myself to good music, but also someone who enjoys sitting down and reading a good book. its all about balance people.
If you haven’t read an of A.W. Tozers book, check it out. But also be prepared to read like a chapter at a time and reread paragraphs. Because dude is smart, uses big words, but once you’ve got what he is saying you really learn some stuff that makes you sit back and recognize the God you serve speaks.
You’re probably wondering why I rambled on and on about my shoes and then flipped the switched and started talking about my man Tozer. But I promise, it does make sense. Well hopefully at least a little bit by the time you finish reading what I have to share. This morning I read chapter 6 “The Speaking Voice”. After a lot of reading, underlining, highlighted, circling, notes to the side (trying to make sense of those big words), and rereading, I kind of closed the chapter wishing I could put into my own words just exactly what I learned. But this toddler shoe wearing, mail gathering, phone answering, Instagram addict, and bathroom dancing girl didn’t know what to make of these conclusions Tozer had come to.
What I know is I have got to train myself to hear. Training myself to let His voice be loudest and not let His voice be quieted when I close The Word.
“I believe that much of our unbelief is due to a wrong conception of and a wrong feeling for the Scripture of Truth. A silent God suddenly begins to speak in a book and when the book was finished lapsed back into silence again forever. Now we read the book as the record of what God said when He was for a brief time in a speaking mood. With notions like that in our heads how can we believe? The facts are that God is not silent, has never been silent. It is the nature of God to speak. The Bible is the inevitable outcome of Gods continuous speech. It is the infallible declaration of His mind for us to put into our familiar human words.
If you would follow on to know the Lord, come at once to the open Bible expecting it to speak to you. Do not come with the notion that it is a thing which you may push around at your convenience. it is more than a thing; it is a voice, a word, the very Word of the living God.”
– A.W. Tozer
We limit the power of our Father by closing the Word after we are done searching for Him in that moment and set it aside as if He will no longer talk to us after we have finished. What are we pushing aside besides the fact of what our God has done and the promises of what He will continue to do? By pushing the Bible away at our own convince we are only focusing on the breath of God. Don’t get me wrong the Word is powerful, truth, spoken life, and the actual words of God. But we serve a God who speaks now. If we only expect Him to teach, lead, answer, and guide us while we have a book open in front of us we aren’t fully living WITH God. We are serving a notion that believes a faithful God is only faithful in His past tense an not present love.
He is a speaking voice in our day to day and the breath of God in the Holy Word. His voice is just as living as the many Bibles sitting on our shelves collecting dust. It all is a matter of when, or even if we are training ourselves to experience that very voice of God that speaks just as much life into a weary soul that isn’t begging for Fiji, it is begging for Living Water.
“Every one of us has had experiences which we have not been able to explain — a sudden sense of loneliness, or a feeling of wonder or awe in the face of the universal vastness. What we saw there, or felt, or heard, may have been contrary to all that we had been taught in school or learned from the world. We are forced to suspend our acquired doubts while for a moment, the clouds were rolled back and we saw and heard for ourselves. Explain such things as we will, I think we have not been fair to the facts until we allow at least the possibility that such experiences may arise from the presence of God in the world and His persistent effort to communicate with mankind.”
– A.W. Tozer
The Bible is the written Word of God, and because it is written it is confined and limited by the necessities of ink and paper and leather, The voice f God, however, is alive and free as the sovereign God is free.
“The words that I speak to you, they are spirit, and they are life.” John 6:63
The life is in the speaking words. Gods words is in the Bible can have power only because it corresponds to Gods word in the universe. It is the present voice which makes the written Word all powerful. If it wasn’t for the power in His voice it would lie locked in sleep within the cover of a book. It is His breath of life that brings such grace and mercy from ink and paper!
It is because of His voice speaking to His people in the past leading to His written breath on paper that I can rest in His presence through those written words. Yet I can set my Bible aside and still rest in Him knowing His truth as I walk in squeaky shoes.
I was walking in these squeaky sneaks in that silent office wishing they’d be quiet for just a little bit. But right then I thought “If only I heard God as much as I heard these shoes make their annoying sounds!” and right then I heard “You can if you just be still and listen. My voice can be heard just like you hear those shoes right now. In the silent I can speak and in the noise I can lead. don’t push my voice aside, let me do life with you. Don’t push me aside when you close your Bible. Do life. Walk together, squeaky shoes and all.”
No those shoes didn’t teach me some huge revelation about God. But by continuing to walk WITH God and do life WITH Jesus I was able to do what I had learned from His breath on paper and listen for His voice. I didn’t hear Him because of the shoes I heard Him because in that moment I was present with Him and patient for His understanding, not my own. I could have easily thought right then He doesn’t speak. But I left myself open to the voice of God even with squeaky shoes.
The truth is, I don’t want to harbor the power of God to little moments. I want it to be all throughout my life and radiant in everything I do. I don’t want to keep His truth and grace boxed off into 30 minutes of my morning. Hello, if His grace is big enough to save me from my sin I think it is powerful enough to come into every aspect of my life.
I don’t want to let a life with God become mundane. I want my life to be abundantly full of His breath even after I close the Word. I want my bathroom dance moves to continue because I am full of joy. I want His voice to be the loudest. I want to do this life with Jesus showing me more and more of Himself throughout the day, even when I am walking in big steps very slowly. It isn’t about the squeaky shoes. It isn’t about the bomb dance moves. Nothing about being a child of God is mundane, I mean come on He taught me through annoying shoes. He isn’t a God that sits on a shelf. But He is a God that will just sit on your shelf if you don’t let Him speak even when those pages are closed.