So, I'm a neon signs kind of guy.
Translated that means I'm a little
thick when it comes to understanding
God's leading in my life.
Maybe I strain to hard to hear a whisper
and actually tune out the loud response
He has given...
or quite the opposite. I'm so focused on
that earthquake, tsunami, hurricane
response, I miss the faint gentle
whisper of a loving Father.
Either way, I feel there are way too many
times that I miss it. But I continue
I do however in attempt to pin down
the whisper or blast, search God's Word.
"Congrats. That's a great call. That's the
first step... next to prayer."
Not so fast. I struggle everyday to even open it.
That's sad. Unfortunately I far too often use
the Bible as a recipe book, instead of a love letter.
Tangent... another blog for another time.
Back to the search.
I try the, open the Bible and read a verse.
I try the, pick a number to equate it to a page number.
I try the, expand on the verse of the day of bible.org
I have found myself from time to time, just saying,
"God, if only there were a verse written specifically
for me, for this situation... like, 'Jacob, sell you house.'"
But there's the danger for me. I can look up verses
that have my name in the verse, but may find this:
So Isaac called for Jacob and blessed him.
Then he commanded him: “Do not marry a Canaanite woman.
I don't even know where to find a Canaanite woman.
And besides, I'm guessing Samantha would not appreciate that.
(On a side note, thankfully Sam WAS the oldest daughter.)
You see. Sometimes, having a biblical name does have it drawbacks.
Yet, I'll continue to search... to pray... to shout after the Almighty.
Yes, shout. He's God. He's big enough. He can take it.