I know a group of guys that just blow me away.  I’ve known some of them for a few months and others for over 20 years.  You know what… more than them blowing me away is what I see God doing in their lives… that’s what really excites me!  I take great pride in knowing them and doing life with them.

Their lives are a beautiful portrait of what can happen when total surrender and focus is directed toward God and to God alone.  The song, the sound, the melody that flows when they are working in unison along with God’s Spirit is a beautiful thing to experience.

I recall Joel making this comment about Dean on a Sunday night a few years ago… We had gone down to watch Dean and Darrell lead worship for a youth group in town.  Joel leaned over and told me, “Dean has found his voice.”

That quote from a few years ago for some reason has come back to me several times this week.  That statement was even the center piece in a dream I had last night. I was searching for my voice… the voice of God speaking through me… the dream was rather confusing yet it ended with me saying… “I think I finally found my voice.”

You know each of us has a voice inside.  Telling us what to do… how to act… how to feel, etc.  Too many times that voice has been conditioned by some negative outside influence from the past.  But yet there is another voice – a gentle voice – we often times neglect. 

Each of us have been given a voice.  A voice given by God that he shaped before we were ever born.  A voice to be used for His glory in the unique way He created us to use it. Have you found your voice?

How beautiful on the mountains  are the feet of the messenger bringing good news, breaking the news that all’s well, proclaiming good times, announcing salvation,telling Zion, “Your God Reigns!”  Voices! Listen! Your scouts are shouting, thunderclap shouts, shouting in joyful unison.  They see with their own eyes.  God coming back to Zion.  Break into song! Boom it out, ruins of Jerusalem:  “God has comforted his people!  He’s redeemed Jerusalem!”  God has rolled up his sleeves.  All the nations can see his holy, muscled arm.  Everyone, from one end of the earth to the other, sees him at work, doing his salvation work. (Isaiah 52:7-10, The Message).