Do You Hear the Voice?

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I have heard the conscience is like a small voice.
I usually have a feeling about something and then determine whether it is sinful following guidelines of canon law when I find it pretty questionable. I wouldn’t say I hear a voice like that except for that which is likely my own, based upon experience.
But do you hear the voice? If so, what is that like?
 
My conscience does not talk to me.
It does warn me, but not in words.
 
I usually just hear my dads voice threatening to whoop me if I do something stupid :man_shrugging:t2:
 
I remember - a while back - that religious wristband some people wore W.W.J.D 🤨
 
Frankly, if someone is actually hearing voices their first stop should be a doctor to see if any physical problem is causing it or to a psychiatrist to see if there is a mental problem.
 
Another one of these threads!

I think a lot of these ‘voices’ threads are really about the discernment of spirits. For instance, once I wasn’t Catholic, now I am. I must have been able to discern something in order to get here.

On the other hand, there have been two distinct times when I heard voices.

The first time is when I was a young tad. My family was vacationing on a sheep ranch in Australia. It was very hot, so we spent our days by the river. My mother had given me a terry cloth hat to wear that my dad’s girl’s softball team had given him. While playing in the river, I lost it.

I then heard a voice in my head tell me that I would find the hat, but I would lose it again and never find it. Sure enough, hours later I was kicking around downstream when my foot touched the hat. This was a big river.

The next day, my mother asked me if I’d like to wear my dad’s hat again. Not wanting to defy fate, I said ‘yes’. I lost the hat never to find it again.

As a young person, I thought I had heard the voice of an angel, or at least I knew that there was more to this world than we can see.

The second time I heard a voice was shortly after I was confirmed. I was taking a bible study in the private home of a charismatic Catholic. She was talking about Noah and how there was no rain before the flood. About that time, something whispered in my ear, ‘fossilized rain drops’. Now, I have an uncle who’s a geologist and I’d taken a little geology is college, but I don’t remember anything about fossilized rain drops. Maybe that info was tucked away somewhere in my brain,I don’t know.

At any rate, I went home and looked up all these lovely pictures of fossilized rain drops. I took off running out of that bible study. I don’t care what it was, I don’t want spirits of any kind whispering in my ear. There were a few other things being taught there that seemed to contradict Catholic teaching. Being a new Catholic, I didn’t bother to stick around for clarification. Moral of the story: beware of bible studies in private homes.

Reflecting back on it, I really wonder about the source of these voices. The fact that one was in my head and one was in my ear make me think that they weren’t necessarily friendly. That, and nothing about the information given was necessarily edifying.
 
What’s the difference? Why is it called a voice if it’s not actually a voice?
 
I heard a voice ONCE. Never again. it sounded like a deep man’s voice, very gentle.
Said “I will take care of you”.
That was it.
Was distinct.
I don’t tend to believe anyone hears a voice at all but this did happen to me one time.
I do believe that my guardian angel gets me out of a lot of scrapes and also “tells” me things I’ve wondered about, spiritually. Like suddenly something will become crystal clear, or I will suddenly understand why something happened the way it did.
 
My little voice tends to have very helpful and timely suggestions. The problem is, I can’t tell the difference between it and my own thoughts. So a lot of times, I reject its suggestions… “Nahhh, I’m good.”

And then a few minutes/hours later, I realize, “Ohhhhh… that’s what you were talking about.” And I kick myself for not having listened to it, because things would have turned out so much better if I had done X when prompted.

Sometimes, though, I’m very glad that the voice insists, and gets through my thick skull. 😛

Once, for example-- I’m driving late at night with my baby, and I’m pregnant with #2, and I’m on a 400-mile road trip down some 2-lane highways.

A few hours into my journey, the little voice says, “Mmmmm! You want a cherry pie!”

And I’m like, “What are you talking about? I don’t need a cherry pie.”

And half an hour later, the little voice says, “Oooo… here’s a McDonald’s in this town… a cherry pie would be soooo good. Why don’t you stop?”

And I’m like, “No, that’s not healthy. And I’m not even hungry. I don’t need to be eating junk food for no reason; I’m going to gain enough pregnancy weight without it, thank you very much.”

And a few towns on, the little voice says, “Cherry pie ~~~!”

And I’m like, “No thanks!”

And a bit later, the little voice says, “STOP HERE FOR CHERRY PIE. NOW.”

And I’m like, “Okay.”

So I pull off the highway, get into the McDonald’s drive-thru, and I haven’t even given my order before there’s a high-speed motorcycle/police chase zipping on down the road. If I had been trucking along and hadn’t pulled off, me and my two children would have been right in the middle of all that.

I could have stopped at any point in the 400 miles I was traveling, and it would have messed up the timing enough that I would never have known the bigger picture. But it just so happened that I was able to get a glimpse-- it wasn’t about the cherry pie; the cherry pie was just an excuse to get me off the road.

And McDonald’s doesn’t even have cherry pie anymore. They had peach pie, which tasted like cardboard, and totally was not worth the junk food splurge. 😛
 
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The voice that says “do some exercise today and spend less time on CAF” is almost certainly from God.
 
Hmm…now I feel maybe a little better. I was thinking maybe I was the weird one for not hearing a voice.
It seems some people do, but not all people hear the voice of conscience.

I was beginning to think I was just an odd one out. Hearing some people say stuff like, “That small inner voice we all have” and the like.
 
This is a tough one. Ive recently started to come back to faith and Catholicism. I wouldnt say I heard a voice but there is something. Its hard to describe. Its like I prayed on how should I go about reuniting with God and instead of hearing an actual voice I was guided towards confession. Thats God guiding me. In my eyes anyway. Another way to look at it is for the last few days I have been wondering where to start with my bible and today all day for some reason the name Daniel popped into my head and the name kept repeating over and over untill it manifested into the phrase the book of Daniel. So i guess the voice is telling me to read that. You see the voice wont be this grand voice calling your name saying I am, more often its the thoughts that are in our head. Thats how God contacts us. Thats just my opinion though other people might say differently.
 
For me it’s just like… the “voice” all my thoughts tend to be in. I’m not really sure what it sounds like, or if it even “sounds” like anything at all.

Or maybe these words are just my processing what my conscience tells me. If that’s the case then I don’t know that it manifests itself as anything like a voice, but rather just a kind of sense or something.
 
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thistle said:
Frankly, if someone is actually hearing voices their first stop should be a doctor to see if any physical problem is causing it or to a psychiatrist to see if there is a mental problem.
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This , 1000 times this
 
When I’ve do be something wrong, I hear the voice of Don Rickles. He doesn’t give me advice, he just makes jokes about his wife. 🙂
 
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