Squelching round the thawing field with my neighbour, icy
water seeped into my no-longer-waterproof walking shoes. She had chosen this
route, fearful of slipping on black ice on the road.
What appeared to be more sensible turned out to be foolish.
God advises in Scripture that his is the voice quietly
prompting us: this is the way, walk in it. Many times I am so loud discussing
the pros and cons of the way I should go, that I don’t hear his voice at all
and end up squelching through mud.
May I learn to be still and listen before I step out.
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