So here I am, sitting down to write day nine wondering what to share, I will start with part of my daily reading from Isaiah.
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts”.
If someone had told me 10 years ago that I would get divorced, remarried, change career, move five times, move to America, lose my father, move from one side of the States the other and live at the base of a volcano, I would probably have had a nervous breakdown. I would have lived in fear of each event and who knows what else. It is possible that every waking moment would be focused on the events instead of God.
I am grateful that I do not know what is coming and as I thought about this an old study came to mind that I am sure I have mentioned before.
We have a Sheltie dog, well his AKC say he is a Sheltie, the jury in our house is not convinced. Anyway, he is supposed to herd sheep. Sheep dogs are incredible. Shepherds use a variety of whistles and sounds to direct the dogs to herd the sheep from one place to another and away from danger. What is particularly mind-blowing is that many times those dogs cannot see either the shepherd or the sheep. They have to listen, trust, and obey the directions being given if they are to succeed. They don’t question, delay or do the opposite. They know the call of their shepherd, they can distinguish between whistles and whistlers, and delight to do His will, even when they can’t see Him, or anything in the long grass that may surround them.
I can’t see the future, understand the present or make sense of much if truth be known. But I do trust God, sometimes I cry out and question but essentially I know God is Creator and over it. My task, is focus on God and listen intently; distinguishing His voice over everyone else’s.
Learning to listen has bought its own challenge and I have had to learn to wear the armour of God and to recognize the subtlety of satan. Spiritual warfare is very real. I think that is for another day.
My prayer today as often is that I my thoughts, while not high or righteous like God’s, are inline, and, that my ways, while human and prone to falter, are going in the same direction. Prayer, the word and training are the key.
So I will keep putting on my armour, and covering myself and my family in prayer, trusting God with the Stuff of Life, be it big or small, whether it makes sense or not.
His ways are not my ways…… Thank goodness for that!