A few days ago I had
not spent the necessary time waiting, seeking, praying, till I had the
assurance of the Presence of the Lord in my heart before venturing into my day.
And so I suffered most of the day with a troubled heart. Yes, I know, foolish me. At the same time I know it’s not always
foolishness; these are increasingly difficult days; we are up against Egypt and
Babylon—a world system built from the ground up to shut God out. But when I could endure it no longer I
finally found a quiet place and bowed my head and opened my heart to my
Lord. I am so thankful for His
mercy. It was not long before His
Presence seeped into my heart and washed out the troubles. And He began to speak to me. Oh, the preciousness of hearing His Voice
again! I am sure He could hear mine—the
troubled bleating of one of His sheep who had temporarily lost his way. But as soon as I heard the Voice of my
Shepherd I had my bearings again; I knew where I was, and where I was
going—that is, where I was being led.
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