I have a verse written in the front of my Bible. It’s the last part of Luke 23:23.
“And the voices of these men and of the chief priests prevailed.”
The governor wished to release the prisoner, but the religious leaders had their own agenda. They wanted the prisoner dead. Their decibels were higher than all the rest, overpowering them. And they had their way.
This verse is a warning to me.
Many different voices call out from all around us. Proverbs talks about Wisdom crying out from the streets, but also of the rebellious woman wandering about for someone to entice. Peter’s epistle calls Satan a roaring lion. Jesus talked about how many false prophets would rise up and deceive many with their words.
With so many voices clamoring for attention, it takes an effort to listen only to one. Yet there is one Voice, a still, small Voice, that also calls out.
“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.”
It’s the voice of the Good Shepherd, who gave His life for His sheep.
This is the Voice I want to listen to.
Beware of the other voices. Don’t let them prevail.