Dawn. And I’m walking on a path interrupted by roots. Stumbling on acorns hidden beneath fallen leaves.
The way feels uneven.
Unpredictable.
I can’t look up. In the grey. Before full light reveals.
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Peace. Be still.
In cross-cultural living over the years, daily conversations provide interesting entry points. For the gospel.
Asking the Spirit for wisdom, I watch and listen. Then see opportunities to share truth. Relating stories from Scripture.
In South and Southeast Asia, I notice one particular account often comes up. Addressing fears–named and unnamed. Pointing to our Savior.
That time Jesus said, “Peace. Be still.”
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Silence
We live in a world of instant information.
Nonstop noise invading silence.
Multiple voices vie for attention and devotion. Some offer good messages and interesting ideas. But these too can distract. Derail.
And keep me from relying on the best.
His Word.
Him.
