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#233 How to Overcome Temptation

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In this Episode: Sometimes God does lead us into temptation but for a divine purpose. What is that purpose?

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#115 It’s Time To Speak Up Against Injustice [PODCAST]

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Chapter 1 – “Never, Ever, Underestimate the Power of Listening to the Spirit’s Voice” by davidTrig


Welcome back. You belong here.

This is part-1 of an exerpt from my book “Every Day Grace: From Anxious Freak to Fearless Lover”. by david Trig


Some call it intuition, others listening to your heart, your inner voice or gut, it might be a combination of them all but without a doubt the Spirit leads us.

Last week, I had every reason not to play my Sunday worship gig. I was on 4 hours of sleep from the gig the night before, I didn’t have a guitar to play, I didn’t know the songs, the church was about 40mns from where I was staying. On top of that, the band leader had texted me the day before wondering if perhaps I should play somewhere else because I didn’t know the songs. What?

I woke up at 4am and thought, “I’ll just text him and tell him I have a cold”. But the Spirit said, “Nope”.

Then I woke up again at 5am and thought “OK, I have no guitar, I’m tired, I’ll text the guys and tell them I have a cold”. Again, “Nope”.

I woke up again at 6:30am, I was supposed to be there at 7am and it was going to take me 40mns to get there. I thought “Ok, I’ll tell him the truth, I don’t have a guitar!” I recommended a few things, but nothing, it felt like it just wasn’t going to work out.

So what did God say? “Get in the car and start driving” What?

Part 2 – here

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Part-2 “Never, Ever, Underestimate the Power of Listening to the Spirit’s Voice” by davidTrig


Welcome back. You belong here.

This is part-2 of an excerpt from my book “Every Day Grace: From Anxious Freak to Fearless Lover”. Read part-1 here. by david Trig


So at 6:30am I made up my mind and I began to drive. Even though I had no guitar, didn’t know the songs, and wasn’t even sure the band leader wanted me there, the Spirit’s voice kept saying “Get in the car and drive.” So I did.

I got there around 7:15am to a bunch of people looking everywhere for a guitar. Nothing, no guitar. In my mind, I had already determined to just be there and sit out in the audience and worship. I felt completely surrendered, relaxed, willing to listen and do what God was telling me to do, “Get in the car and drive. I will provide.”

Reminds you of Abraham and Isaac, right?

Then I saw it. Not quite stuck in the brush, it was more like a diamond on a large stage. It was black, beautiful, strong, a Yamaha grand piano. It was amazing. After all, John Elway goes to this church, so I expected only the best.

So I got behind the smooth ivory keys, opened the lid half-way (didn’t want to insult the powers that be with a full open lid) and started to quietly play through the first song as practice began.

The band leader looked behind me (he was leading from the keyboard) and gently said to me “just play chords, nothing too busy”. Got it. I’ve said the same thing to countless piano players through the years. The band leader knew me as a guitar player not a piano player, but in the last few years I’ve developed my piano skills, I knew it would be fine, so I proceeded to play.

Soon the band leader realized I could hang on the keys and we began to worship, and it sounded amazing. The band was catching fire, our body language changed, instead of tension and apprehension on all of our parts, comfort and happiness began to emerge. It was awesome.

We played the first, second and third worship hours and each time we felt more and more in the Spirit, as God led us, all of us surrendering to the Spirit’s voice and to each other as musicians and worshippers.

Then it happened.

Part-3 here.

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Part-3 (Final) “Never, Ever, Underestimate the Power of Listening to the Spirit’s Voice” by davidTrig


Welcome back. You belong here.

This is part-3 (Final) of an exerpt from my book “Every Day Grace: From Anxious Freak to Fearless Lover”.

Read Part 1 – here

Read Part 2 – here


Then it happened.

I suddenly got the feeling God was up to more than letting play in front of John Elway, eating raisin bagles and drinking decent coffee.

During one of the breaks, Sam, one of the band members and I, got talking about our backgrounds and he told me something that really impacted me. I mentioned to him how I deal with fear and anxiety and how I sometimes lack courage. He said, “you deal with that?” He told me about times in his life when he’s been courageous, of how God has not made us for fear but for strength. But the thing that hit me the most was when he said “I’m getting goose bumps just talking about it.” I felt it too.


You know the feeling when you’re physically standing with someone but your mind is somewhere else? Like when you talk to a pretty girl or you realize you just got a raise or you finally got that much needed talk on the phone with your sister. You feel like you’re floating in mid-air.

That’s how it felt when Sam and I were talking, it was like zero-gravity. It gives me goose-bumps even now as I write.

But God was not done.

During the next break, Fish, another band member said to me, “I want you to know I didn’t leave because of you.”

That may sound shocking to you but I was wondering the same thing “did you leave because of me?” Long story short, Fish and I used to go to the same church. I stayed and he left and who knows what really happened but being on stage that day made me wonder what that was all about.

So during the break we got a chance to talk about the past, he gave me some great ideas for future ministry and who knows what may come of our friendship.

But God was still not done!

At the end of the whole day, the band leader, the one who I thought  didn’t want me there, the one who I wasn’t sure how he felt about my skills, pulled me aside and said “thanks for pushing through.”

He told me how during my time in Colorado (I lived there for almost four years) we never did anything together. He told me how it confused him being I had so many gifts to share with others yet never did.

He was right.

I told him how selfish I’d been and how I’ve changed. I told him how God has been working in my heart over the past few years, how I’ve realized that doing things alone doesn’t work and how I’ve grown in my need for community and relationship. We both smiled. He agreed to buy a few of my CD’s and we wished each other the best.


Whew! I should have stayed home!


It was Sunday at 4am and it was cold in the room where I was staying but the blankets covered me like fog in the night making me feel warm inside.

When I woke up, all I wanted to do was stay in bed and say to God “I have a cold”, but God had different plans. He spoke to me through a gentle, spiritual voice, saying, “get in the car and drive.”

Playing in front of John Elway was definetly fun. Talking about courage with Sam was great, working things out with Fish was much needed. But those weren’t the best part.

The best part was getting up, putting on my clothes, getting in the car and driving 40mns south to a church I’d never been to before. It was great because that’s what the Spirit told me to do, without any promises, without any knowledge of why. And by God’s grace, that morning, I listened.


When was the last time you heard the voice of God? Was it a loud voice or a gently nudge? Most people I meet tell me they hardly hear the voice of God. If that’s you, do you have a certain expectation for God’s voice? What if I told God is also in the silence. What is the silence telling you?

Thanks for being here,