Which Voice, One Choice

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

There are 3 little voices in my head. 
I mustn’t heed them all; but must instead
Learn to discern which one is simply mine,
Which is the enemy, which one Divine.
One leads me to my own selfish desires.
One promises the world, but then soon tires
Of fleeting fun, and leaves me searching for
Illusive joy and peace…for something more.
That Something is the voice so small and still
I must surrender heart, and soul, and will
To hear it’s wisdom speaking soft to me,
Above my self, above the enemy.
He never draws my heart closer to sin.
Instead, He calls me closer still to Him;
So close that there’s no room for even me
Apart from Him – that’s how it’s meant to be.
So when I hear a voice drawing me near,
I’ll wait until its message becomes clear.
I’ll seek my Savior’s face, and I will pray.
And when I know it’s God’s voice… I’ll obey.
“Dear friends, do not believe every spirit,
but test the spirits to determine if they are from God,”
1 John 4:1a HCSB
©Lisa DeVinney, April 2016

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