Prayer is such an important thing in our lives. If we look for hidden opportunities, moments in our day, we can always find extra time to pray.
Apart from just the set aside time we spend with the Lord each day, we ought to be mindful of our walk with him and talk often.
For me, I find choosing to leave the radio off while driving, is one of those perfect opportunities. First, I usually start with asking for his protection as I travel but then I continue to speak with him about life, my life, the life of those I know and love and even others that I don’t know, but he does.
Sometimes my conversation with the Lord surprises me. Have you ever had times when you hear your words to him come out in such a way, that you stop and think, wow that was deep? There is no way to recapture those exact words or phrase. No way to stop and write it down in just that exact way you spoke it.
I have come to realize, that at that particular moment, I am communicating with the Lord from my spirit. From the depth of our sweet communion come marvelous things, profound and worthy to take note of, and yet we are so involved with our sweet fellowship we choose not to disrupt or distract from it, even for a moment.
When the spirit speaks expressly and precisely from my our own mouth, we know in that moment a little more of who we really are, and what God knows us to be.
We recognize in part, the depth of our being and how precious that being is to our Lord.
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: Psalms 139:14
How precious are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: Psalms 139:17 & 18.
Recently while praying and driving the short distance (about 20 minutes) to my in-laws home, I had one of those sweet fellowship times with the Lord.
Because of where we live, I can choose to take back roads to many places and such was the case that day. I suppose Jesus also preferred back roads.
I spent the first part of the drive in my usual way, praying about my marriage and thanking the Lord for my life, and for the contentment he blesses us with. Gratitude has become a foundation in my prayer life. I have learned what rich rewards are received in counting Gods’ blessings.
I made a turn from a paved road onto my usual gravel road and there in front of me was a road-grader inching its way along. At first I considered tuning around and finding an alternate route. I stopped in the road and thought about my choices, which were not all that great, took a moment to ponder, and continued on at a snail’s pace.
The sign on the back of the large road-grader warned to keep a distance of 100 feet, and so I did. I would estimate that portion of my route to be about 2 miles.
Certainly I could slow down for such a short distance.
Sometimes our greatest blessings come when we accept what an unexpected slow down can produce in our daily routine.
I resumed my fellowship with the Lord while taking in the sights of the woods. It was as if we were holding hands, walking and talking together along this gravel road. I asked him questions, and he began to answer.
With the windows down and the sweet smell of fall in the air, I was able to enjoy this section of road like never before. I thanked him for bringing me to live here in the wooded areas of Georgia.
I would never have thought of living in Georgia.
Georgia is on the east coast and I was born and raised on the west coast. What a long distance I have come and without a doubt this was my intended destination and I love it here. Georgia is now my home and where I love to be.
Sometimes life’s journey takes us long distances. Accomplishing God’s purposes in our lives sometimes mean that we will travel roads that lead us to places we never anticipated in our wildest imaginations.
We slowed down to admire the beautifully marked nanny goats at the fence line. I spoke to them and told them how beautiful they were. Jesus tapped me on the shoulder and reminded me of a time many years before, when along my journey from the west coast to here, when I had adopted a young goat, bottle fed it and raise it up. That is what gave me an appreciation for those sweet little creatures. I smiled and we traveled on.
“I do so love how I feel in the woods”, I spoke. ” But my prior longings thought that I would much prefer the beach and a tropical environment. That is why I moved to Florida some years back”. Jesus tapped me on the shoulder again and reminded me of that part of my journey. He seemed to say, “Well, I needed to get you to the east coast and you seemed so intent on Florida, that I decided to let you experience that longing, in your travels”.
I had several years in Florida to fulfill that desire. The funny thing is, sometimes when we get what we think we want, we find it not to be as wonderful as we expected.
Since Florida is attached to Georgia, the Lord knew, I would then only have a short distance yet to travel, to arrive at my purposed destination.
” I do so love how I feel in the woods”. Jesus taps again, to remind me of the 10 years of my journey spent in southeast Oklahoma where I learned my love of the woods. It was as if he whispered, “I needed to prepare you to love where I needed you to complete your journey here on this earth”. I smiled and we traveled on.
The large road-grader still moving slowly ahead, scraping the road and shifting dirt, rock and gravel to fill potholes and make travel easier. I spoke to Jesus and I said, “that is what you have been doing for me all these years, tending my roadway’. Leading me along to my destination.
Thank you Jesus for being my Lifetime Road Grader”. All I have to do is follow and you’ll lead the way!
As you reflect on your life journey at what specific places and times can you identify when Jesus was directing your paths?