The pathway of our life is not always easy to negotiate and whilst we receive many opportunities to traverse various tracks, the direction we chose is often determined by prior knowledge or intuitive sense.
Sometimes we foolishly start out without checking our route, hurrying along even though our inner voice (spirit) is telling us we may have gone the wrong way!
Do we listen, stop and retrace our steps back to the beginning and try again?
No, we continue on regardless, then when we encounter trouble all we have left is our total reliance on our God, calling desperately to him in prayer!
Will he answer? Yes! always he will come alongside and guide us back to safety, but have we listened and learnt?
In some cases, No! we still blunder on not pausing to re-evaluate or plan ahead with care before venturing out along another unknown highway,
My trust and faith in a loving, caring God has often enabled me to climb a high peak of a range; I move onward and upward with grit and determination asking God
for strength to achieve my goal.
Many of the pathways I have trod have been strewn with rocks, slippery stones, moss, fallen logs and deep water.
By placing my hand in the hand of God in COMPLETE FAITH AND TRUST, he has guided me as far as I am able to go, not always to the summit! but far enough to enjoy a cool breeze in the scorching heat of a summers day.
Mountain Top Encounter, Mt Buller,
Victoria, Australia. December 2007:
During mid-day heat I followed a track through summer pasture, climbing high hoping to reach the summit of Mt Buller and complete the feat.
My reward, cool alpine breezes across mountain slopes from where I would glimpse the awesome beauty and splendour of this section of Australia's Great Dividing Range.
I paused, gasping for breath with pesky summer flies in my eyes sipping water I moved on upward, my breathing laboured.
Unknown to me and coming down the mountain, God had opened the eyes and heart of a special woman who paused and prayed for me and in my distress Alexa's reaching out to me and sharing in prayer, was as refreshing as the cool water flowing from a mountain stream. As the words flowed over and around me, my breathing became easier, becalmed by God's grace and peace.
AMJB.
