Monthly Archives: November 2018

The Spirit Told Me

My book Meandering is about hearing the voice of God. Dr. Mark Chironna has been instrumental in our faith journey so his following words felt brutal to me. Of course they are true:


“Far too much is ascribed to “the Spirit told me” when subjective inner impressions are loaded with unmet needs that drive those who make such claims. Failure to discern psychological denial , self-deception, and disassociation make room for tons of false ‘leadings'”.

1 Kings 19:11-13 fascinates me.

11Then the LORD said, “Go out and stand on the mountain before the LORD. Behold, the LORD is about to pass by.” And a great and mighty wind tore into the mountains and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12After the earthquake there was a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a still, small voice. 13When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. Suddenly a voice came to him and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”…

So many people try to make a case that only the “still small voice” is God’s tone and method of communication. I’ve learned God has an outdoor voice and He is not afraid to use it. This passage is an encounter between God and Elijah. I question whether it is to be generalized to all.

“Oh, that’s not God!”

To settle on the limited vocabulary and communication gifts puts us in a terrible bind. Usually when I need to hear from God, there are many loud voices screaming at me. A “whisper” can get decibled into oblivion. God has used His outdoor voice to capture my attention so He could whisper something personal into my spirit.

There has to be one more step, a skill to determine if what I’m hearing through the filter of self-deception, disassociation, and psychological or I will dismiss every inner impression with a blast—”Oh that’s not God!”

Jesus said, “My sheep know my voice….” God wants, desires and longs to talk to His people. That understanding and listening skill is more important than still small whisperings. After being confronted with the self-deception traits, unless I have tools to determine how to discern those traits I will ignore the voice of God: Oh, that’s not God. It is just my deluded and bent self.

“Lord, could you speak up. I missed your words.”

“The Lord said, ‘Shall I hide from Abraham that thing which I’m about to do?'” (Genesis 18)

A couple of months ago, a tow truck deposited a GMC 4106 bus across the street from our house. It was so close to the vision I had about the bus God was going to provide our ministry. The bus showing up on our street was like a tornado alert. It is still there. There is no For Sale sign on it. It is just there. For weeks it tormented me. It led me through that long ago process when I tried to figure out who I was really hearing. It sits there and I wonder what inner impressions were loaded with unmet needs, what undiscerned psychological denial, self-deception, and disassociation made room for my mishearing.

When God’s voice becomes discounted, we tend to seek shelter under our own juniper tree; When we no longer believe that we are one of God’s Facebook friends; when we assume that God no longer has anything to say to us, the soul begins to shrivel—the blossoms fall off the previously luxurious plant.

It is a curious question God asks Elijah. Twice, He asks, “Elijah, what are you doing here?” That’s what the small still voice said. Who do we ask for counsel and insight when confronted by that question?


©2018 D. Dean Benton

Sample Meandering at

Finding Your Flair

We sponsor two Compassion children. A 20- year old Ethiopian with whom I would enjoy a long conversation and a 12-year old girl from Honduras. I don’t know how much a 12 year old knows about the caravan, but I would like to get her family’s perspective.

The 20-year old asked us to pray for his country. I wrote to him yesterday promising to do that. It seems my family has been praying for Ethiopia my entire life. My grandmother listened to missionaries and radio preachers who evangelized and served in that country. I ran across a news photo of Emperor Haile Salassie in my grandmother’s scrapbook. I was stunned when I Googled him and read that today is the 88th anniversary of his coronation! He served Ethiopia 1930-1974.

We bought a share in a chicken farm in Ethiopia several years ago to enable a town to be self-supporting. I’m a little nervous that we will receive a notice informing us it is our turn to clean the coop.

During the latter weeks of the Midterms, I have reappraised the objectives of our ministries—books and blogs. Being a pundit is not my calling, but standing for truth and being prophetic is. Our ministry Mission is to embrace, encourage, equip and engage people. I talk about culture and society when they defy reality and truth or when history indicates a certain path leads to destruction. A female news commentator says, “White men are violent and a problem.” Is that our new assignment? How do we offset that prophesy over the not yet initiated boy?

The computer in your smart phone is more powerful than the computers that drove the space modules in the early editions of space travel. So, I ask, how do I utilize the increase in power to embrace, encourage, equip and engage people? More specifically, how do I encourage my 20-year old Ethiopian who is committed to Jesus to be positioned to engage his world?

I dreamed last night that I bought a structure resembling a school and a warehouse. An elderly woman said, “This will cost a million dollars to get it running.” I thanked her for giving the first million toward the mission. Baby pigs, chickens and kids ill-equipped to engage their world lived in the badly cared for huge building. And more came as the darkness gathered.

In my self-appraisal, I have been nudged to re-read “Genius of Guinness” and to read “Grace” who was one of the Guinness women. The Guinness dreams and work captured me in the first reading. One line…

“…Old Arthur’s second son, Arthur, had inherited what would become the quintessential Guinness flair for business.”

It is that entrepreneurial insight and gifting that Paul called, Apostleship, that is called for as we face the next season. “..flair for business.” The ability to assess needs accurately, provide solutions and the skills to sell to the multitudes.

The plants are indoors for the winter. One blossomed all summer. The blossom is big, orchid-like and ravishing. Now that it is inside it is still producing beautiful colors. It erupts with color and design which lasts one day. We had not expected it to continue the blooming. When I walk past it, it whispers, “I’m not finished, yet.” It has a flair for flowering.

Trey Gowdy received this counsel from Paul Ryan:

“Find what you’re good at it and do more of it. Find what you’re bad at, and stop doing it.”

Gowdy crafted his own mantra:

“Find what you’re good at, and be a decent person in the process.”

(Unified, Senator Tim Scott and Congressman Trey Gowdy, Tyndale ©2018)

It is with a cramp in my gut that I encourage you to find your flair.

©2018 D. Dean Benton–writer, wonderer, witness