Very pastoral musings lately. Walking with my neighbour, we
paused at the field of cows and calves. Our presence drew some of them to the
fence, where they eyed us curiously, once or twice raising a front leg and
stamping it down.
Don’t you hurt my baby, I imagine they were thinking.
God is speaking to us in all sorts of ways all the time. Through
his word, the Bible, through his whispers in our minds, through his assurance
in our spirits, through nature, circumstances, friends …. In every way he longs
for us to hear and heed him.
Take me deeper into you, today, Lord Jesus, that I learn to
see, hear, read and dream with discernment.
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