Susan LaffertyA storm blows through our area recently. High winds topple trees.
Taking out electricity.
We sit in darkness. Reminiscing.
Memories of long outages. And the same old feelings rise.
Wondering. How long? Will everything in the freezer be ruined?
He is the God who reveals. And draws people to Himself.
At the school where our children study in Singapore, a woman sees the invitation for mothers to gather and pray.
So, she comes. Curious. Seeking.
I speak her heart language. So we meet later. And I explain the gospel.
In a subsequent meeting, she repents and believes.
On Sabbath, the people are eating food from heaven. Manna. Gathered the day before.
Every other day of the week, they’re out getting just enough for their daily needs. But the day before Sabbath they gather double the amount.
Necessary preparation. Before a holy day. His.
“My Sabbath,” God says repeatedly in Scripture.
Day of rest.
