A voice is needed to be heard. A teacher without a voice is useless,
unless his students patiently wait for his written instructions. The
worse nightmare for any teacher is to lose his voice. A bad cold can
cause this, but so can a myriad of other things.
I used to have
the one voice people heard over any other. At school, students at the
end of the hallway could hear my voice, even when I was teaching behind
a closed door. Little by little, however, I began to lose my voice.
Eventually a voice amplifier (A microphone attached to a loudspeaker
that is worn around the waist) was assigned to me in order to ensure
that the students could hear me. "Oh well, that's life!" I reasoned,
and I continued teaching as normal, only with the use of my voice
amplifier.
After my anxiety attack at Christmastime last year
(2012), something happened. I was driven closer to God than ever before,
falling even more head over heels in love with the One I call my Father.
He truly became my Rock in whom I could stand. I could identify with
David when he wrote: "He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will
rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, 'He is my
refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.'" (Ps 91:1-2, NIV)
As a result, I began to depend on God more than ever before. I never
realized it, but deep down inside of me, I desired to have my voice back
and to be able to teach as I once did. One day I had the pleasant
surprise of realizing that my voice was completely back to normal.
Immediately I realized that my Father had given me the desire of my
heart, and I was soon able to store away my voice amplifier, never to be
touched again. My students can once again hear me clearly, even down to
the end of the hall! Hallelujah!
The big test came when I was
able to teach gym again. In a big gymnasium with a large group of
students, it is often hard for a teacher to be heard, especially when
the students are really engaged. This is why whistles are often used,
but my voice is once again strong enough to be heard over the noise!
I know it does not make sense by any human standards, but with God,
nothing is impossible! I can vouch for that 100%.
This week I
went for my yearly physical. My doctor asked me if I needed repeats for
medicine I use on a regular basis. I used to have around six or seven
different medications. Now I only need two, one for rashes whenever they
come up and the other for reflux. As I discussed it with the doctor, I
couldn't help wondering aloud if I still needed the reflux medication.
My doctor used to discourage me whenever I wanted to try and discard
medicine, but not any longer: "Would you like to stop taking your
medicine for reflux?" She asked.
It has now been over a week,
and my once very prominent reflux is completely gone as well. And why
not? After all, our Father is nuts about us!
Would you like to
discover Him and experience Him fully?
Rob Chaffart