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Show Me Where to Walk




Show Me Where to Walk, Lord,

For My Prayer is Sincere. Ps. 143:8



Recently I was asked: “What is it you want a double portion of from God?” My answer immediately rolled off my tongue. “I need to develop a double portion of hearing His voice!” Confidence builds when you hear Him and trust Him for direction. An example of this was when I planned my itinerary to fly back home to Chicago for a few weeks to see my family there.
I was at my desk flipping back and forth over all the flights and trying to decide how long of a visit I should plan. Confused, I quietly sat and prayed for the Lord to show me. I was determined to schedule my flights on the days the Lord wanted me to travel! One of my brothers offered to pick me up at O’Hare and since he is off on Tuesday it made sense to choose that day, but it didn't seem right. Wednesday was the day I should fly in and also fly out and I chose to stay two weeks.


Many weeks later I arrived at O’Hare and learned that a vicious storm hit the evening before, a Tuesday, and over 180 flights were delayed! But on the Wednesday evening that I flew in, my brother just got off of work about 20 minutes from the airport. It was so easy!
After my two-week stay, I boarded my flight home learning that it was a good thing I was traveling on Wednesday because the day before a major dust storm hit Phoenix and the airport was incapacitated.


I’m convinced that no man can know what’s ahead and counsel me like Jesus. That’s why I love to sit in His powerful presence. He cares more than a best friend! Who wouldn’t want a double portion of hearing Him?



I wonder what you want a double portion of?



My post is connected to Spiritual Sundays hosted by Charlotte & Ginger.

Comments

  1. Such a beautiful post. I also need a double portion of hearing Him. Thank you for the reminder. Hugs, Marty

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  2. I'll take a triple portion please!!! Great post, Mom.

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  3. What an encouraging post....Yes, we should always stop and ask and listen to what He has to say.....So much pain would be avoided if we did as you did.....

    Yes, I need a double portion of hearing Him as well....

    Hugs and blessings,
    Nancy

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  4. More of Jesus! That is what I want, also. with Him you can never go wrong. Thanks for the reminder.

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  5. Coincidence? I'm thinking NOT.

    I think I'd appreciate having a double portion of that Peace (within) which surpasses all understanding. Not to be greedy (LOL), but might I also have more "Acceptance" as dessert?

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  6. Thank you for this lovely post. A double portion of hearing His voice sounds perfect to me.

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  7. I know what you mean about hearing His voice....when I do...I feel like I can fly and that everything is under control.

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  8. You know, Mary, I doubt there's anything more vital to the body today than the ability to hear God's voice. There are soooooo many voices out them; some of them good, some not-so-good, and others just downright wrong.

    I'll join Carrie in asking for a triple portion of the same ...

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  9. That's what I want too sister! We are given two ears and most of the time, it's the one mouth that does a lot of work...Geez...

    He is awesome when we commit all our ways to Him, nothing goes wrong. That is a great testimony itself and I will also pray for keen eyes, not the kind that see the visible, but the kind that see the things of God. God bless you and thank you for your prayers. This week, I am seeking "counsel" regarding the issues at work. But I'm grateful we always have the Best Advocate. Glory be to God! Love to you sister.

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  10. What an inspiring post, Mary! Wow, God directed and guarded your steps so faithfully, didn't He?!

    What do I need a double portion of right now? Oh, there are so many things. I guess, though, that I would pick a double portion of His presence. I know He's always there, and that He'll never leave me. But, I just need a double portion of that closeness that speaks to the heart...

    Somehow I know that He'll show me something soon like He always has in the past - a precious "Hello" that can only come from Him.

    GOD BLESS!

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  11. It says a lot that when you were asked the question, that was the answer that just rolled off of you tongue. While I agree that definitely this is the answer of answers, I would have stumbled around, thinking of many other things before landing on what is best... Thank you for sharing your story.

    Blessings, Debbie

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  12. Fantastic. I can certainly learn from this. Thank you for sharing.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

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  13. I want the same double portion!

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  14. What a beautiful gift to ask a double portion of. I need to be careful to listen to God. I have to wonder what I could have avoided if I was listening more closely.

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  15. Hi Mary -

    I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.
    Never had I thought of a double portion of hearing our Lord. Great desire!

    This strongly stirred my soul juices, "I’m convinced that no man can know what’s ahead and counsel me like Jesus. That’s why I love to sit in His powerful presence. He cares more than a best friend! Who wouldn’t want a double portion of hearing Him?"

    Also, I was much moved by how our Lord scheduled your travel perfectly to avoid... Glory to His loving and awesome name!

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