Direction

“Your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, ‘This is the way; walk in it.'”

“I want you in the city.” The Voice I heard behind me as I leaned against the upper deck railing of the ferry wasn’t literal; however, it was so clear that it could have been. God spoke, and I could rest in His direction, laying aside the turmoil of mixed messages from human tongues.

Years before, at home in Georgia, I’d heard the same words of affirmation for city living when they came ‘out of the blue’ one day as I walked through the back door of our mobile home by the pecan orchard.

This morning, after being questioned once again (or rather told by someone who says they know) when we’re leaving the city. I wonder. Soon? In a few years? Never? Will the Lord return before moving day?

I am thankful that God does not leave us clueless.  His Spirit speaks, correcting me, encouraging me, and He gives direction for the moment, for the day, and for life.

Laurence left to walk the two blocks to his job at Elmhurst Hospital. I am going to put ingredients in the bread machine (since the bread I had was all scarfed up at lunch in the fellowship hall yesterday), cut out a dress, go to the market, etc. This is direction for today. It is enough.

Berniece

P.s. In no way do I want to take away from consulting the brotherhood for direction. This is wisdom!