Listen When You're Spoken To.

My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. John 10:27

Woody reinforced another lesson that day.

Listen when You're Spoken to.

As I was driving down the highway that day,

I saw Mr. Woodchuck and his friend.

He did have a friend with him sitting on the side of the road.

I said from inside my car, “just stay there.

Don’t move Woody. I don’t want to hit you.

But… He didn’t listen to me.

He ignored my pleas and ran into the road.

Now, I know that

Mr. Woodchuck couldn’t hear me talking,

but if he could, he would have heard me saying these things.

But maybe his friend that waited on the berm of the thoroughfare told him,

“Stay here. Don’t move. We’ll be just fine.”

Woody ignored that warning as well.

The sad thing is that often I am no better than Woody.

Many time God has used people to give me advice and warnings

and sometimes He has spoken to my heart, and I ignored them.

I bought a car that I wanted despite the warnings.

I have spent money that I knew I should not waste.

I had ignored health issues even when

God was nudging me to have it checked out because I was too stubborn.

I was reminded that when Godly people give advice,

I should listen because they may know something I don’t know.

Likewise, if God speaks, I should pay attention to what he utters.

Often, we can avoid some pitfalls and problems

if we remember to listen when God speaks.

The remarkable truth is God loves us

and will always have our best interest in mind in any situation.

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