The Voice said "Speak!"

 When I was 14 years old, I visited the local Quaker meetings.  The first one I visited was First Friends Church in East Knoxville.  It just seemed like the Church of Christ to me.   Then I visited West Knoxville Friends Meeting.  My first visit there I prayed diligently for the first 10 minutes and then yawned and fidgeted uncomfortably for the rest of the hour.  Still, I had read that there was something in the silence, so I was determined to go back.  The topic of vocal ministry was on abortion that day.  I remember feeling my heart quicken and a voice, almost audible, said to me "speak!"   I had an idea of the subject but no idea on how to say it.  I was also the only teen in the room and new to the meeting. "Speak!"  I got into a back and forth with the Voice and then all of the sudden I was speaking.  When I finally caught up with the words in my head, the words were taken away from me and I was finished.  My heart was racing I was wet with sweat.

I knew there was a power greater than me.  I knew there was a God.