I have hidden Thy word in my heart.
(Picture by Lisa R)

Judges 13. “So the woman came and told her husband, saying, A Man of God came to me, and His countenance was like the countenance of the Angel of God, very awesome; but I did not ask Him where He was from, and He did not tell me His name.  And He said to me, ‘Behold, you shall conceive and bear a son. Now drink no wine or similar drink, nor eat anything unclean, for the child shall be a Nazirite to God from the womb to the day of his death.’ Then Manoah prayed to the Lord, and said, ‘O my Lord, please let the Man of God whom You sent come to us again and teach us what we shall do for the child who will be born.’ And God listened to the voice of Manoah, and the Angel of God came to the woman again as she was sitting in the field; but Manoah her husband was not with her. Then the woman ran in haste and told her husband, and said to him, ‘Look, the Man who came to me the other day has just now appeared to me!'” (Verses 6-10). I love Manoah’s wife. She didn’t keep it to herself, everything God shared with her, she shared with her husband. At no point did she think, “This is crazy I can’t tell someone else this”. As crazy as it sounded she said it anyway. Many times fear keeps us from sharing what we believe, or what we have experienced with God. Fear of how people will react, how they will perceive us. I like that none of that mattered to her. She adhered to God’s voice, shared what she learned and her, her husband, and ultimately all of Israel were blessed due to her obedience.