The Blanket
I went out by my pond this morning. I do this most of every Tuesday morning. A time to listen to my Father, to be in his presence, to receive direction for the day and the week. I have other times during the week that I get to set apart to sit at the masters feet, but few are as significant or as profound as my pond times. And so, I have come to anticipate these times, to thirst for these times. They are not a chore, not even a discipline, but rather a refuge, and oasis from the deserts blazing heat.
And so, I went out by my pond this morning. The last few weeks have been filled with a plethora of activity. I have been planning and setting up our first Knight Vision Conference and the battle around that has been as expected, fierce. I am hoping that this morning will be an opportunity for some much need direction and affirmation. I jumped in my truck and drove over by the pond. A powerful thunderstorm had just ended a few hours earlier, and the water and the grass and trees still had that ghostly, post-storm tranquility to them. However, it was also much cooler than I had anticipated, and my jacket was still in the house. Still, I thanked God for the coolness of the morning and the beauty of that place, and began to ask him what it was he had for me this early part of the day.
I really didn't hear much at all. As I reached for my bible to maybe find some passage there that could speak to my heart, the chill in the morning air began to works it way through me. I noticed an old blanket in the back or my truck. Not sure how it got there, must have left it there after some sporting event. As I reached for it and wrapped myself up in it's warmth, I sensed the Father speak. "Just rest here for now David"
That was all he said, nothing else. I sat there and read Psalm 7: "O Lord my God, I take refuge in you" It was there, in the blanket, that he had for me this morning. Not direction nor orders from the high command. Not an at-a-boy or one of those 'hang in there' speeches. Not even warnings nor advise. "Just rest here for now David."
I went out by my pond this morning ... and I rested.
And so, I went out by my pond this morning. The last few weeks have been filled with a plethora of activity. I have been planning and setting up our first Knight Vision Conference and the battle around that has been as expected, fierce. I am hoping that this morning will be an opportunity for some much need direction and affirmation. I jumped in my truck and drove over by the pond. A powerful thunderstorm had just ended a few hours earlier, and the water and the grass and trees still had that ghostly, post-storm tranquility to them. However, it was also much cooler than I had anticipated, and my jacket was still in the house. Still, I thanked God for the coolness of the morning and the beauty of that place, and began to ask him what it was he had for me this early part of the day.
I really didn't hear much at all. As I reached for my bible to maybe find some passage there that could speak to my heart, the chill in the morning air began to works it way through me. I noticed an old blanket in the back or my truck. Not sure how it got there, must have left it there after some sporting event. As I reached for it and wrapped myself up in it's warmth, I sensed the Father speak. "Just rest here for now David"
That was all he said, nothing else. I sat there and read Psalm 7: "O Lord my God, I take refuge in you" It was there, in the blanket, that he had for me this morning. Not direction nor orders from the high command. Not an at-a-boy or one of those 'hang in there' speeches. Not even warnings nor advise. "Just rest here for now David."
I went out by my pond this morning ... and I rested.


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