"This," cried the Mayor, "is your town's darkest hour! The time for all whos who have blood that is red to come to the aid of their country!" he said. "We've GOT to make noises in greater amounts! So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!"The kangaroos finally hear when the shirker opens his mouth with a "YOPP!" and they come to believe the whos are real.
I do agree that every voice counts. Every human being has the miraculous ability to communicate in some way. Being broken and faulty, we're not always adept at honoring that. I think it's a luxury to have this internet on which I can make my own voice heard in the hopes that something good will be made of it.
Luxury sometimes amplifies my own feelings of emptiness, though. With the internet comes the emptiness and complexity of too much information, too many opinions, and it can be as if the world wide web is only pointing fingers at me. Why don't you just measure up already?
But I've been learning to listen deeply to the True Voice—Christ. He has been teaching and strengthening me to listen well. It's not like he speaks physically into my ear. The Voice uses heart language, and as my heart engages with the Voice it affects my mind and how I see images or situations.
I believe my heart, body, and mind are interconnected in a way I can't understand so it's kinda hard for me to explain all this to you, but I'll keep trying.
Listening to the Voice isn't about shutting everyone else out. Communication is a gift; people need one another and I believe the Voice speaks among and through people. Discernment is involved in this because any time someone's not speaking in love it's important for me to recognize his or her human nature. When people say something in conversation or post on social media and all I hear is accusation or judginess, I take a moment to listen for the Voice.
The Voice of Christ always speaks love:
I have sacrificed everything—my very life—for you and I have risen so you can participate in new and beautiful creation.
I love you, no matter what.
I don't hold your wrongdoings against you. I remove them and remember them no more.
I give you everything that is good and beautiful.
Don't be afraid; I'm caring for you.
If you are afraid, turn your heart to me. I'm here, in Spirit, to help you.
Everything's going to be alright... even more than just alright.
I approve of you.
Sometimes, at an intellectual level, we can know about this highest love of Christ yet still not feel peace. Maybe all that means is there are some damaging thought patterns going on within ourselves that need to be dismantled, or a wound that needs healing, or it could be we have some insecurities that are hindering us from receiving all Christ offers.
You have a voice and it matters, so don't be afraid to let it out. Christ can bring it into harmony with his own. Don't ask me how that works. I just believe it.
Love is always here.