I sat out in the coolness of the morning and laid my heart out before the Lord. I've been feeling unsettled, unsure of what I was to be focusing on, not sure what direction to take.
I told Him about that.
It wasn't pretty, or well said.
But I told Him.
It happens this way almost every time.
I guess I expect to get an immediate response. Like an owl flying up with a letter from God in its talons or something. But that never happens.
But He hears.
He always does.
And, almost every time I cry out to Him, He gives me an indication that He heard.
Within the day.
That happened today.
Two very clear indications to me that He heard me.
"I took my troubles to the Lord; I cried out to Him, and He answered my prayer." Psalm 120:1
But the most important reminder came while I was still outside sitting alone with Him.
I had been wondering what I should be focusing on.
The answer came immediately....
Not what, but Who.
Once again, He had to gently take my chin in His hand and direct my gaze back to Him.
Thank you, Lord.
I need to keep looking up, not around.
That's when my way remains clear.
"Turn your eyes upon Jesus.
Look full in His wonderful face,
and the things of earth will grow strangely dim
in the light of His glory and grace."