# I need God's healing hand and guidance, I want to hear his voice **URL:** \ **Category:** Prayer\ **Created:** [November 4, 2026, 7:13am UTC](https://forums.crosswalk.com/t/i-need-gods-healing-hand-and-guidance-i-want-to-hear-his-voice/21230 "2026-11-04T07:13:31Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 4\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![JohnShaw](https://forums.crosswalk.com/letter_avatar_proxy/v4/letter/j/ac8455/32.png) [@JohnShaw](https://forums.crosswalk.com/u/JohnShaw)\ **Post date:** [November 4, 2026, 7:13am UTC](https://forums.crosswalk.com/t/i-need-gods-healing-hand-and-guidance-i-want-to-hear-his-voice/21230/1 "2026-11-04T07:13:31Z")
Thank you for prayer, I’m truly grateful - I need God’s healing hand, also his guidance - I want to hear his voice. ---
**Author:** ![Edward429451](https://forums.crosswalk.com/letter_avatar_proxy/v4/letter/e/f0a364/32.png) [@Edward429451](https://forums.crosswalk.com/u/Edward429451)\ **Post date:** [November 5, 2026, 12:48pm UTC](https://forums.crosswalk.com/t/i-need-gods-healing-hand-and-guidance-i-want-to-hear-his-voice/21230/2 "2026-11-05T12:48:16Z")
> [@JohnShaw](#): > > I want to hear his voice. Oh I prayed for you Brother, and also it is a good prayer because you have asked a good thing. I myself wanted to hear the Lord’s voice very much so I set about it in a very serious way while continuing to study and pray and speak with other Brothers and Sisters about hearing the voice of God. And I did have a breakthrough with it and can say that, through my diligence I was guided into this gift or talent. So perhaps I may be able to help you a bit? Just because it worked for me doesn’t mean the same will work for you? God has His own methods of guidance! Nevertheless, I’ll try and at least give my testimony to this ropic. In the early days of walking with the Lord I was living in Colorado, my kids were grown and the wife divorced me. Through circumstances of both my sons being evicted, I opened my home to them again to help them. So we were all living together again and one chilly but sunny Saturday morning I awoke to what sounded like an earthquake. In reality, my sons woke up and began fighting and it sounded like my house was being destroyed, so I did what any dad would do and got up and went out to break it up, and they were not a good mood. My younger son became disrespectful to me and began shall we say, talking poorly about me and to me? He was very disrespectful and not something that I was used to. So I did what any thinking dad would do and laid him out upon the floor. He got up and began scuffling with me so I put him to the floor again. Sorry boy, but you asked for it. He got up again and didnt want to scuffle anymore but was enraged that I laid him out so he pulls out his phone and sets it to call the police on me if I touch him again…And then he got right up in my face and spoke vileness upon me to provoke me, and it worked. I laid him out again. Then he jumped up and called the police. So I went back to my bed room to get ready to meet with them and tell them the truth about what happened and so forth. So when the police arrived, one cop took both sons outside to talk with them and the other cop stayed in my house to talk with me. The cops actually got there pretty quick. And I still don’t know how my two boys became friends again with each other so fast and concocted a story which said I woke up angry and started this mess with them. The police believed two against one so warned me that if they have to come back out here today, that I will be arrested and charged with assault. So then the cops left and my younger son saw what happened as a victory and thus, he felt empowered to become even more disrespectful to me as he was earlier… And so by reflex, I decked him again. I don’t have to be disrespected in my own house. Especially by my own kids. So he jumped up off the floor and screamed, your going to Jail!!! and called the police again. So I did what any thinking man that don’t want to be arrested would do and hit the street! My truck needed a starter so wouldn’t start, so I began walking down the street. I knew I couldn’t go far because I was on foot and had recently been in a serious auto accident and could not walk very far. But I walked, and I began praying…Lord I don’t want to be arrested! Help me Lord. And as clear as day, inside of my and not audible, I heard the Holy Spirit very clear, turn left and go up that alley…(So I did!), then, turn right here, Go left there, sit down right here and rest (A spot right in the son, thank you Lord!)…Get up quickly go left, now another left and so forth and so on. Now I don’t remember the actual path that he had me walking, but it was very much like that. I was hearing the Lord fine and inside me. This thing was very new to me and I don’t think I had ever tried to hear the Lord speak to me before, He was just answering my prayer! It was weird though. He had me walking the neighborhood near my house keeping me from being seen by the cops. I earned later that they had 3 teams of cop cars searching the area for me. I don’t think I ever left a 4 block radius of my house. Sometimes, a few times even, I would be crossing an intersection and I would see a cop car 2 or 3 blocks away crossing down there! So I knew they were looking for me. But they never seen me. I walked in circles for about an hour and then I heard, ok they have the stopped the search for, it’s ok to go home now… Praise the Lord! Thank You! Then I thought, Uh-Oh…what will I be walking back into? More strife with my kids? So I prayed, Lord let the spirit of peace descend upon my house and calm thse kids! I got back about 10 minutes after the cops stopped and left. I walked back into my house and both sons were sitting there and we looked at each other for a moment, and then both kids said at once, Dad, I’m sorry, and so forth. So it it was ok again, Praise the Lord! It was like night & day! True story. And this awoke in me the knowledge that, the Lord spoke to me personally, and I heard Him with no problem. I like that. I love that! So began my studying on learning to hear the still small voice of God… Continued… ---
**Author:** ![BobEstey](https://forums.crosswalk.com/user_avatar/forums.crosswalk.com/bobestey/32/1650_2.png) [@BobEstey](https://forums.crosswalk.com/u/BobEstey)\ **Post date:** [November 5, 2026, 2:23pm UTC](https://forums.crosswalk.com/t/i-need-gods-healing-hand-and-guidance-i-want-to-hear-his-voice/21230/3 "2026-11-05T14:23:27Z")
The apostle Paul told us to pray constantly (1 Thessalonians 5:17). Praying is a conversation with God. ---
**Author:** ![Edward429451](https://forums.crosswalk.com/letter_avatar_proxy/v4/letter/e/f0a364/32.png) [@Edward429451](https://forums.crosswalk.com/u/Edward429451)\ **Post date:** [November 5, 2026, 3:25pm UTC](https://forums.crosswalk.com/t/i-need-gods-healing-hand-and-guidance-i-want-to-hear-his-voice/21230/4 "2026-11-05T15:25:38Z")
> [@JohnShaw](#): > > I want to hear his voice. …Cont: I began praying more, reading the Word more. Pondering the scripture that says be still and know that I am God. I heard testimonies from other people and Pastors, they got a word of knowledge about someone inside of them, God spoke to them, this or that. And this is something that I wanted. I considered my prayer life. My normal routine was read the word and pray in the morning, then go to work and go take care of my daily business. And I wondered if it is possible to hear the Lord’s voice more often inside of me. Not just in a dire emergency? I heard a Pastor teach that Prayer is not a monologue. Prayer is a dialogue. It is a two way conversation, but my prayers were Lord thank you for this and that, I pray for these people this and that, Amen. And get up and walk out to go to work. (And I wondered why God doesn’t speak to me!) I never gave Him the chance! So I began taking the time to pray and then pause quietly while I listen for an answer. Then pray some more and pause again. Then go to work. nd that didn’t last long because it made me feel like I needed to tarry longer to give Him more time to answer. Scripture says, Pray without ceasing. I know! I’ll invite the Lord to go to work with me, and we can talk more in the truck between different addresses when I was driving around. Then when I was at the Customers next job, I’d go in and fix whatever it was (and Left Jesus In The Truck!! Whoa!). After a couple weeks of that, I presume the Lord got tired of being left in the truck, so He gave me a job so frustrating that I needed His help! Some wierd electronic computer board kept sending me incorrect signals of what was wrong. First it said this, then it’s that. And one does not merely throw new parts at a unit until it works, that’s unprofessional. I stood up not knowing what to do next. We’re not supposed to guess! I Know! Lord, please come help me! Why did I leave Him in the truck?! He was instantly by my side (I didn’t see Him, but He was there). And He told me what it was and then, the diagnostic indicator on the computer board said the same thing! So I went with that in faith (New Computer board!). I fixed it and so what The Lord had told me (or impressed upon me) was absolutely correct, it worked fine then. I never left Jesus in the truck again after that.I talked to Him constantly in the truck I ran out of things to pray about! So there was some small talk too, and I would pause and listen. And sometimes a thought came to me, or a scripture and I would examine that closely to see if it made sense as an answer to what I had been praying to Him. (I had to be sure that it wasn’t me and my imagination.) and I guess it took maybe 3 or 4 weeks of this, of my (unbelief) doubts and considering what had popped into my head, and does that contradict any scriptures and so forth and it kept happening and literally just turned into a conversation one day and was distinct from my thoughts and ways of thinking and talking. So I knew it was Him! Lord help our unbelief! Then one day I guess I got bored and I switched on the radio, and immediately, please turn the radio off…(I haven’t turned it back on since!). I begam learning at a pace that I had never known before. I learned that, I don’t always like what He says to me! (Being honest). I admit that I am not fond of taking the Lord grocery shopping with me. A couple times I was like, Lord should I buy this? (No). How about this? (No.) What about that? (No, I wish you would eat real food…) I love the way He talks! He always says the right thing in just the right way. I experience conviction at times, but never condemnation. One time He told me that I asked the wrong question, that I should consider this…and made a point about something that I had not yet considered. I understood at one point that, I had something here, that probably few people have. I could walk down a street knowing that the Almighty Creator was with me, now, right now in the present and I knew it was real. It was a def Faith booster.