When God Talked Back

Reading the book, "When God Talks Back", by T.M. Luhrmann, I thought back to the first time that I "heard God's voice" and "recognized" it as a clear concise answer to a question.

I was a lonely child with few friends and lot's of trust issues. One day, when I was twelve years old, I looked around the school yard and wondered why I was so alone, and others always had companions around them. I felt that God must have wanted me to go through this loneliness for a reason. I wrote a little poem on my book cover to commemorate what I was feeling. It started like this:

I look my eyes up to the sky

and ask the Lord above so high

"Why me?"...

At this point I remember imagining myself in front of God, demanding an answer. I continued to write, without thinking,

Then came from the blue

"Because, my child, you are YOU."

When I finished writing I remember this instance of feeling puzzled. I had never written a poem before, and certainly have never thought of one so fast. Then, I read, again, what I had written:

I look my eyes up to the sky

and ask the Lord above so high

"Why me?" Then came from the blue

"Because, my child, you are YOU."

A sudden realization came to me that I had an answer to my question.

"Because I'm me?", I asked God, a little perplexed. "What do you mean by that?" But, I couldn't shake this feeling that it was God who put those words down.

Because I'm me.

I decided to put that answer away in the back of my mind and wait for God to explain Himself to me. Over the years, I believe He has.

I am me. I am the only me God made. I have talents and abilities that were given to me for a purpose; and, only I can fulfill that purpose for God. I may not know or understand the purpose for which God created me, but my goal should ever be to live my life to glorify God as if no one else can live my life -- because no one else can.

And finally, I wake up each morning now, and I thank God for creating me to be who I am. I look back on my life and I am thankful for all of the experiences I have had. I feel special, because those experiences, good and bad, were my own and no one else's.

God gave them to ME.