Anyone who knows me, knows I am really challenged with directions. I have no natural sense as to which way is up or down (north or south). Before navigational apps, I called my husband to help me when I found myself in a place other than where I should have been.
The navigational app on your phone gives you a clear picture of where you’re going, and I’m very thankful for it.
Have you ever considered how prayer can serve as a spiritual navigational app for life. Spending time with God in prayer opens your heart to receive the route wants you to take.
The things you do each day can often have a ripple effect in your life. You make a lot of decisions every day. Some of them are little—like what to have for lunch, when to do your homework, or what games to play and with whom. But sometimes your decisions—good or bad—define consequences tonight, tomorrow, and for the rest of your life. I’ve found it’s important to be in the right place at the right time in order to serve Him and fulfill His purpose for for my life.
You can be sure God hears you when you pray. Sometimes the answer doesn’t come right away, but He is at work behind the scenes bringing answers you need so you know where to go or what action to take. In Daniel 9, Daniel wondered why God had not answered his prayer for many days. When God finally responded, he said, When you first started praying, an answer was given, and I came to tell you, because God loves you very much. So think about the message and understand the vision (Daniel 9:23 NCV).
Prayer can guide you toward the right decisions that keep you on the right course for your life. Choose to spend time in prayer every day.
(excerpt from Love is Not An Emotion)
All my life I knew and believed my life was filled with God-given purpose. My mother and grandmother told me so—and I believed them. But nearly five years into my marriage, I found my life going nowhere. I felt misplaced and somehow knew there had to be more to God’s plan for my life.
My husband, Blaine and I both recognized a void in our lives and concluded, we were not where we should be. We thought if we stayed where we were—in every area of our lives—physically, spiritually, emotionally and financially—
we would miss God’s plan.
We began to listen and watch for His perfect will. We sat on our couch in our tiny mobile home that sat in my parents front yard, and prayed together. We asked God to put us where we were supposed to be because we felt in our hearts we were stuck.
The next morning we headed to work in separate cars. We each had a 40-minute commute. I was listening to the local Christian radio station. I heard a job announcement at a ministry in another state and my heart leaped. I believed that was the job God wanted for Blaine. I called the radio station and got the information. The next day he mailed his resume to them. They called him. He went for an interview and shortly after that was offered the job.
Five weeks from the night we prayed, we packed our son and few belongings in a U-Haul® and set out for the most amazing adventure. We both served in ministry and it turned our lives right-side up. It pointed us in the right direction—God’s path for our life.
That was more than 20 years ago. We’ve experienced so much, and God has taken us on a continual adventure. We’re still on His path. He never let us miss a beat as long as we were willing to come alongside Him and walk with Him on the path to our destiny.
I’m not saying the journey has been perfect. We’ve gotten ahead of God, at times, or perhaps made a wrong turn, but as we listened to His voice, He helped us stay His course.
Even when you make a wrong turn or step off His path for your life, if you will run to Him and allow Him to redirect you, He’ll set your feet back on the right course and turn you in the right direction.
If you look back, you’ve probably experienced this in your life. What extremes did the Father go to in order to touch your heart, grab your attention and communicate His love for you?
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Growing up with only sisters in the house did little to prepare me for a household of boys in my own adult world. When my first son was born, we lived near my mother, who tried to kept us in fresh dresses and bows.
When my oldest son was a toddler, I took great pleasure in letting him play in the puddles of the rainwater leftover from a summer’s afternoon downpour.
When my mother came over and saw him in the water and mud, her first reaction was, “Didn’t you just give him a bath?” I replied, “How many times do you really get to play in the mud puddles?”
She laughed. “Yes, enjoy it because they grow up too fast.”
I am thankful for the times I remember to take the opportunity life gives and live in the moment.
There are seasons in my life when I really didn’t do that. I enjoy remembering the moments when I took the time to let my son splash in the mud puddles.
Sometimes life gets messy. We can choose to avoid the mud puddles—or we can take a moment and experience the thrill of being God’s child—savoring in the adventure of something new after a downpour of God’s presence.
God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding. He says to the snow, “Fall on the earth,” and to the rain shower, “Be a mighty downpour.” (Job 36:5-6 NIV).
Take some time today to experience the remnants of his glorious presence today.
“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.” ~John Ruskin
On my 21st birthday (years ago), my mother gave me the wedding ring my dad had given her. It was both the engagement ring and the wedding band. It wasn’t soldered together, but I wore it in two pieces. It didn’t really matter to me what the ring looked like, and it was beautiful, but it held sentimental value.
One afternoon I looked down and discovered the ring was missing from my finger. I searched the entire house. I looked for days. I looked everywhere. I even got down on my hands and knees and combed the shag carpet with my fingers, inch-by-inch.
No matter where I looked, I just didn’t see it!
I prayed and asked the Lord to help me find it. I had even asked a few friends and my husband to pray and agree with me for it to turn up. Two weeks passed and still—no ring! I was running the vacuum sweeper and happen to look down to see the ring—both the engagement ring and the wedding ring together. Over the last two weeks I looked in that exact spot too many times to count. My husband and my sisters helped me look as well.
And He said to him, Go, wash in the Pool of Siloam—which means Sent. So he went and washed, and came back seeing (John 9:7 AMP).
In that particular moment, my eyes were opened and I was able to see the ring in the shag carpet. Whether I was blind to the ring up to that moment, or if angels found the ring and dropped it there, I really didn’t care. I was thrilled to have what was lost, found.
Many times in my life I remained blind to God’s truth until He restored my spiritual sight. I don’t want to miss anything God has for me. I pray He opens my spiritual eyes to understand Him more each day.
“Amazing grace! How sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found, was blind, but now I see.”
~John Newton, 1772