I’ve talked to many fathers who have a similar complaint about how children hear. Dad would tell us some truth that we children needed to hear and master. A neighbor would mention this truth in passing, after father had told us the same many times over, and we would come home with that truth as a sudden revelation. Dad would complain, “I’ve been telling you that for months,” and he had.

Recently, like many times before, I went to church and had the same experience. Ideas floating through my mind would be coalesced into clear images during the songs and/or sermon, and it was like I heard it for the first time. I can imagine the Lord, like my dad, saying, “I’ve been saying that to you for a long time,” and He has. Sometimes it is easier to hear it from someone else than to trust that my thoughts are being encouraged from heaven.

I have talked to many people, faith and non faith, whose ideas have been encouraged from heaven. Maybe it is easier for me to see/hear it than it is for them because the ideas form in their minds. They are aware of the thought, but not the source. I had an atheist explain his beliefs to me one day. He was all about life being random, but his love was order and organization. He perfectly described intelligent design of creation while saying it was all formed by random. He was saying one thing, but we were hearing different things. Order and random are absolute opposites, but he didn’t hear it in what he was saying. I think that he loved the qualities of God but just didn’t want anyone to interfere with the way he structured and lived his life.

Artists see beauty and want to have it, be it, create it. They accept that discipline is a requirement of the process. Christians perceive that God has invited them into His beauty and accept that discipline is a necessary part of the process. The beauty of God’s life is way beyond us requiring us to have help and leave the bad parts of ourselves behind. Non believers see what we believe to be wonderful as God the enforcer shoving His will and priorities down their throats. What Christians see as rescue, non believers see as having their boat torpedoed.

I find this confusing because everyone seems to love the values of God like love, joy, peace, justice, honor, truth, and the like. We all seem to be in agreement on one level, but not in agreement as to the source or the process for gaining those true values. The purest qualities of all those values only come from God’s warehouse. All other sources are like bathtub gin, pretty low grade and chancy, the difference between street drugs and medicine from the pharmacy.