Hearing the Voice of Love

When I find that I'm vexed about things, I generally end up complaining about it.

It comes out one way or the other.

I complain to myself, I grumble -- it even spills over into my conversations with people around me.

In the back of my mind I wonder why God doesn't give me a better deal.

I mean why do other people live in such big houses when I'm stuck in my run down HDB apartment? Why do other people have nice watches when all I have is a miserable G-Shock?

When I'm vexed with myself, it's a very private affair. I wallow in the misery of my failures -- many times unspoken -- to myself. Why did you do this when you knew it was wrong? Why did you do that? Why are you so sinful?

Then in the midst of all that, I hear God ask me, 'Why haven't you been talking to me about all those problems instead of talking to yourself, to others, and even to the enemy?'

Immediately all the stress left.

I was wondering what He meant by talking to the enemy. Then I realized that the thoughts going through my mind pointing me to all my failures, and seeming missed opportunty, came from the enemy of my soul.

Then the Lord began to impress on my heart this.

If the Creator of the earth we live on -- the One who created all the gold, all the silver; the One who flung existence into being -- lives in my heart, what is stopping me from receiving keys to success directly from Him?

If the Creator God lives IN my heart, why am I looking to external sources for my success?

Faith indeed works by love. The Voice of Love himself.