Susan LaffertyWe 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.
Only one thing teaches me God’s will.
And gets me out of my own preconceived ideas. About what I can and cannot do. Or who I am. Where I need to be.
Only one practice. One way of living and breathing. Teaching me His greater purpose and meaningful plan.
Daily abiding in the Vine, Christ Jesus.
Learning this necessary truth takes time and effort. Surrender.
But sooner or later, I clearly see.
Only He is the root and sustainer. The source of true life and fruitfulness.
It was a last-minute wedding. An unforgettable event. Singing about true love. And walking through the unexpected.
The love song put me and my guitar there that day. In the old sanctuary with its stained glass windows and antique pews.
The church secretary had called a few days before.
A young couple was engaged to be married. The young man had just received military orders and would be shipped out the following week. So they’d decided to get married that weekend. Would I sing?
