A Motivational speaker needs a voice, that morning I had none......
Several weeks ago I had a routine medical procedure. When I woke up, however, I was coughing and choking. And I could not speak above a whisper. That's not a problem, normally. In just a few short days I had been invited as the keynote speaker at The First Reform Church of Tampa, women's retreat.
My hubby took me home, sat me in my chair and took care of me. As the day progressed, so did the pain. The only thing that did not change was my voice.
By three a.m. I was also sick from the excruciating pain. I woke my husband and suggested he call the squad. I was doubled over from the pain, and trying to convince myself not to be sick, and whispering to my hubby I would be okay. I will never forget the look on his face as they loaded me into the back of the ambulance.
Amid the confusion of the medic starting an IV and hooking up a 12 lead EKG, and the pain, I felt a little overwhelmed. I whispered a quick prayer to myself, "Lord, take care of my husband and what about the retreat? Should I get in touch with them and cancel---at this late date?"
It was at that moment I heard His voice. That still small voice I have come to know and love. He whispered...Trust Me.
I wasn't sure what that meant. Was He going to heal me? Or replace me as the keynote speaker? It didn't matter because I knew the Lord had everything under control.
The morning I had to leave, my husband said, "talk to me, let me hear your voice." I spoke with that 'Kermit the frog' squeak. My husband said, "what are you going to do?"
I assured him, the Lord said, 'trust Me'. Besides, I didn't need my voice until 7:30 that night.
Not only did I have a voice that night (and the next day), I did not need or use a microphone.
The Lord did exactly as He promised. He healed me!
By Monday morning, 'Kermit the frog' was back, but I no longer needed my voice. My throat is still healing.
God gives us exactly what we need, when we need it.
Luke 9:11 but the crowds learned about it and followed him. He welcomed them and spoke to them about the kingdom of God, and healed those who needed healing.
Several weeks ago I had a routine medical procedure. When I woke up, however, I was coughing and choking. And I could not speak above a whisper. That's not a problem, normally. In just a few short days I had been invited as the keynote speaker at The First Reform Church of Tampa, women's retreat.
