John 10:27 27 My sheep hear my
voice, and I know them, and they follow me.
Finding the way home
by Nancy Boorman
One would think that finding our
way home is easy but what if it’s dark, your vision clouded, your mind unsure, you have been turned upside down and
sideways, well that makes it a bit more difficult. That’s how she felt. She was
searching for healing and healing for her spirit and soul could only come from
God. She was not ready yet though, at least that is what she told him; I’m
still too raw, sore from the battle, and not willing to put myself out there
yet. But he called anyway, called over
and over again. Then it happened, the place of healing was placed in front of
her, practically on her lap. She entered in tentatively, then all at once. The
church was non-denominational, filled with a flowing Spirit wrapped in a
contemporary expression. No questions asked, just come.
So she did and the Lord
washed over her. First in a gentle ebb and flow then in waves of grace and
mercy. Her spirt and soul began to unfold again, her energy restore and her
faith in all things begin to bloom again. She went form sitting, to walking, to
running to soaring. She could still fly and that surprised her. She wasn’t sure
when it happened but one day she felt whole again, renewed by the God who had
called her and stronger this time. Months passed, 9 to be exact.
Then it came
again; She could feel the calling again, soft then louder and stronger. She
ignored it. She didn’t want to leave, she wanted to stay in this house of the
Lord. “But,” he said, “I have others plans.” She still ignored the voice. One
more months would pass. It was Easter.
As she entered worship that Sunday
and sat in the chair, she could feel it, things were changing in her heart and
her head. It was Easter Sunday, and as everyone rose to sing, arms raised, she
remained seated, tears streaming down her face, knowing this would be her last
time in this familiar space. She had no choice, he had spoken loud and clear it
was time to go, to get back to the business at hand. To be about the Fathers
work. When she left that day she didn’t
look back, only ahead to what God was calling her to. One month later she
walked into a new church, and it was home.
Sometimes God speaks so clearly in
the loud roaring din and not the still silence. God speaks to each of us, but
it’s up to us to listen and accept the invitation. He will issue it over and
over again if we decline, until we have no choice but to say “Yes Lord.”
God still is speaking…can you hear
him?
Prayer: Prayer of Sir Francis Drake
Disturb us,
Lord, when We are too well pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams
have come true
Because we have
dreamed too little,
When we arrived
safely
Because we
sailed too close to the shore.
Disturb us,
Lord, when
With the
abundance of things we possess
We have lost
our thirst
For the waters
of life;
Having fallen
in love with life,
We have ceased
to dream of eternity
And in our
efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed
our vision
Of the new
Heaven to dim.
Disturb us,
Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on
wider seas
Where storms
will show your mastery;
Where losing
sight of land,
We shall find
the stars.
We ask You to
push back
The horizons of
our hopes;
And to push
into the future
In strength,
courage, hope, and love. AMEN.
“We
are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering
how painful the best will turn out to be.”
C.S.
Lewis
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