by Cara McLauchlan
God speaks to us all the time, but we’re often too busy or distracted to hear His voice. Like birdwatching, which requires patience, quiet, and stillness, listening to our heavenly Father is not something we can rush or force. But if we take the time to slow down and wait for Him to speak, we may find we hear the voice of God a lot more than we expect to.
A silent longing cloaked my heart. I knew something was missing in my relationship with God. I was doing all the ‘right’ things—praying, reading my Bible, and attending church—but still I felt dissatisfied. My faith felt stale and lacked the freshness of the vibrant relationship I once knew. I sensed a soul-stirring hunger to go deeper with God, yet was lost on how to do it. With a heart full of desire, I began to start actively listening for His voice in the only practical way I knew—birdwatching.
Birdwatching was a fun summer pastime our family treasured. We would fill the bird feeder, gather bird guides and binoculars, and then wait. Sometimes we would wait in a secluded spot outdoors, other times from a window perch. As my son aged up in years, he eventually opted out. Yet for me, it became a calming meditation to settle into my environment, notice the beauty, and relax into the rhythm of nature.
In the beginning days of birdwatching, I saw nothing; heard nothing. All I could focus on was the mental chatter in my head. My to-do list wouldn’t stop as I considered the mountain of tasks I had yet to complete. I would run through all the reasons why it was pointless to sit here as I was simply wasting my time.
Then, as my breathing slowed and I surrendered to the moment, I heard the sweet chirps serenading me with beauty. I heard the vibrant staccato of the Cardinal, the tweetsie sounds of the Tufted Titmouse, and the friendly “dee-dee-dee” of the Chickadees. When I finally settled down and quieted my soul, I noticed the diversity of lovely melodies. In fact, there was a full bird symphony, practically a riot of sounds happening in my own backyard. I only needed to be still enough to hear it.
Experience has taught me the only way to get better at birdwatching is to actually do more birdwatching. Similarly, if I wanted to hear more from God, I needed to position myself to actually hear Him. This meant I needed to spend time simply hanging out with Christ—just me and Jesus time with no expectations, no demands, and no requirements. Simply sitting still with God and letting it be about whatever He wanted it to be. Inspired by this idea, I began to practice listening for God’s voice in a more intentional way.
GET AWAY WITH GOD
“Come, my people, enter your chambers, and shut your doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until the fury has passed by” (Isaiah 26:20).
Before I became intentional about listening for God, I attempted to pray and listen anywhere. While this was practical, I found I was distracted or got sidetracked easily. For me to clearly hear Him, I needed to be somewhere I could literally and figuratively shut out all things—light, sound, and other humans. So, I headed to my closet and lay down. I covered up with a cozy blanket and rested. I found this renewing practice the best way to set myself up for dedicated God-listening time.