...or something along those lines.
My latest briefing with God yielded this directive: I must close my eyes in battle and choose blindness. My critical task is to shut out the artificial light of my own wisdom and scheming and stalwartly refuse to predict a million different dangers, mapping the location of potential land mines and carefully calculating avoidance of each one. This burdensome and futile task of concerned analysis falls perilously beyond my duty and call.
The Commander demands retreat and regression - "become like a child." Intentional vulnerability is my weapon. Closed earthly eyes will allow for the strengthening of spirit-vision that sees only God, and Christ in God.
His words to me tonight:
stop.
stop.
stop.
I know not the way God leads me, but well do I know my Guide.
-Martin Luther
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Lace I know this is a rather old post, but thank you for this. It was exactly what I needed to read tonight. I love and miss you dear friend!
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