Face it. When someone claims that God is talking to them, most of us would chalk that up to a mental illness. And, no doubt, when that voice they claim to hear is prompting them to commit a crime or an assault on innocent victims, that is a pretty good indication that all is not right in that head.

Sadly, that means that, if God did speak to someone, the receiver of that message might doubt their own sanity. They would probably be frightened. They would probably disregard the message.

While the Bible does suggest that some did hear the voice of God, those occasions were in a simpler time, unencumbered by all the noise we experience today. Between advertising messages, movies, music, and electronic chatter that bombard us, God would have to shout pretty loud to get through the din of our daily existence.

In simpler times, we were also unencumbered by the flood of knowledge that clutters our minds.

Perhaps God does speak to us, in a forgotten language that we have failed to recognize. Perhaps God’s language is simply the mental images and inspirations to which we, in our ignorance, claim ownership.

While we may not recognize the voice of God, we practice the language without realizing it. We use that language every time we pray. When we silently pray, we do so with confidence that God hears our thoughts. Across the globe, in every language, prayers are offered with the same confidence.

Perhaps we are tapping into a silent form of communication that exists beyond our five senses. We know that there are frequencies of sound that we cannot hear. We know that there are frequencies of light that our eyes cannot detect. Armed with that experience, it isn’t a stretch to imagine that there may even be a form of communication that we cannot easily detect or measure.

In our fledgling effort to utilize this mystery force, we refer to it as mental telepathy, and we fumble to make it work, and struggle to duplicate it on the rare occasions when it does seem to work. We are grasping at straws that we can’t even see.

When that moment of inspiration strikes, or when that emotion of compassion or love sweeps over us, perhaps we need to recognize it as the voice of God, speaking in that lost language. Perhaps we need to listen harder, especially when the message is wrapped in love.