Reluctant to walk away yet knowing that the words in my head and mouth were ill conducive to growth or encouragement. Not a thing of Political correctness, but a breath, a care a few moments spent in prayer readiness for the rub that certainly must come. Looking over the broad expanse of meadow a lonely sheep stood where the forest hill curved out of sight. What made me the recipient of God’s peace was not the simple, unending offer of its comfort but the understanding that I need it to be free from the man that was made in this world. I must be him, not me and the only path to likeness is accepting His powerful mercy, comfort and Love.

Star struck by the mysteries of frequent direction, guidance and hope as the Spirit Masterfully leads me into knowledge of Truth. I need not pursue it myself as a quest for some equivalence but rather simply ask and reveal my hunger for growth and life and all its accoutrement come simply. As child not in age or bearing but in manner thirsting for the next idea, I approach God in humble inquisition. What he delivers is never inadequate, always challenging and in its memory and equipping for the battles and floods of life. Equipped by the Master not by mandate but by a doting Father’s provision, when spending time in His embrace I am more than prepared for the seasons which come upon me. Why then would I chase after my own conquests, I want no Kingdom but service in God’s Own.

Of which salvation the prophets have enquired and searched diligently, who prophesied of the grace that should come unto you: Searching what, or what manner of time the Spirit of Christ which was in them did signify, when it testified beforehand the sufferings of Christ, and the glory that should follow. Unto whom it was revealed, that not unto themselves, but unto us they did minister the things, which are now reported unto you by them that have preached the gospel unto you with the Holy Ghost sent. 1 Peter 1:10-12