There are many ways God has spoken to me over the years. I usually see it all looking back at what has happened. It's a blessing to me when it happens and sometimes to others too. Of course in a general sense He speaks to all of the world through His holy word, the Bible. Not everybody reads it or pays attention, believers and non-believers alike.

One of the ways He speaks to my heart is kind of hard to explain. I don't really know how to describe it. It's just sort of words, that are suddenly impressed on me. Somebody is probably thinking, "Ummm, that's called thinking." (Laughing here.) It's like somebody else's thoughts in my mind or my heart. I really am at a loss to explain it. This happened just about a week or so ago to me.

All my life I've struggled with my weight but in the last seven years I changed the way I eat after my whole church prayed for me. This last Christmas my wife and I decided we both wanted me off my diet for a week or so to enjoy some foods we prepare only at that time of year. It was a blast. We really enjoyed it, but I began an up and down, day in, day out struggle with my eating habits. I gained some weight back. I lost some of it. I gained it back.....so on and so on.

I asked for prayer. I was strong for a couple of days and then I would cave into temptation again. Then came last week. I was fed up, quite literally. I was desperate. I was combing my hair and getting ready for work. I just sort of cried out in my heart, "God, please give me strength." There wasn't an instant of pause before the words were impressed back upon me.

"It has always been available to you, David."

I had to stop for minute and take that in. I was surprised. Of course I shouldn't have been. I haven't had any trouble with eating problems since. I just sort of stared at the mirror for a few seconds and then had to just sort of say, "Okay." It was a short while after that I said thanks. It has been something I've been feasting on for days, and I will not likely ever forget it. Things like this I cherish.

Makes me think about Heaven. I know of a young man of 33 who had a stroke the other day. He was led to the Lord by his own brother and asked Jesus into his life that night. His condition worsened and he went into a coma. He died. Now he is in a place where he will hear the voice of God all the time, and praise His name among many others. Hearing God's audible voice is something he will be blessed with through eternity in a place where something like gold, so sought after here, is used for paving material for the streets.

In 1st Corinthians 13: 12, Paul said, "For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known." Back in Paul's day, they used polished metal for reflecting images. It was much more crude than the mirrors we have today, and the image people saw reflected back at themselves was usually darkened by the imperfect and uneven surface, due to the properties of the metal used.

I'm glad for the man, Heith, who went to see God this week, and I know that he's had a wonderful birthday in Heaven. I know that his entry into the Kingdom of the Most High God was rejoiced over, and that he now knows, as he is known.