As a fromer YWAMer I should know enough about "hearing Gods voice" and honestly, hearing his voice isn't such a big deal. The better you get to know God and the more you invest into this relationship the more you hear his voice and actually recognize it as such.
But the big question is: what do we do with what God tells us? Sometimes he speaks up very clearly and gives us guidance for our life, direction for the next steps or long awaited answers. Other times we might hear his voice, understand what he wants us to do, but.....we think, we know better. At least I did when I was asking him about my living situation.
For about 5 months I've been trying to find a new home here in Lausanne. I've been doing everything that I could from my side to find a place: I talked to people, I checked a number of different homepages, went to see appartments and met possible future flat mates and was just running around for months stressing out about it. The only outcome of all my effort was, that I became tired. And as I didn't succed in my trying I already had to put up with two temporary solutions provided by God. All the time I had the feeling that something was going wrong.
In those moments of desperation I was asking God what was wrong, what I was doing wrong. I got the same answer every single time: "Just wait and don't worry." -" Very funny", I tought " you might understand that my situation isn't as relaxed as yours and I don't have neither the time nor the nerves to just wait." And so I kept on trying.
I also have to mention at this point that I was asking God very specificly for a place by July. But as the month of June was coming to its end and I wasn't any further, it felt like coming to a dead end. There I stood a week ago, facing the wall and finally letting go.
Monday night after connect group I felt urged to just ask my leader Nikki, whether she happended to know someone who has a room available. "Yes I do" was her answer and so things started to fall into place again. God arranged it all in a way that I could never have thought of. It suddenly all worked out so perfectly that I could only laugh about it.
But it also left me with the questions: "Why is it so hard to obey him, when he asks something so simple? Why is it so hard to trust him, when what he asks, is going against the normal way of solving the problem? Why didn't I obey when I knew exactely what he told me to do?" Life could be so much easier if we obeyed God also in the small things that seem so irrelevant. We even risk to miss out on a lot of blessings that the has prepared for us.