“Do not be anxious
about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God. And the
peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and
your minds in Christ Jesus” Phil 4:6-7.
Have you ever had an itch that needed to be scratched but it
couldn’t be reached. It seems that the
itch becomes all-consuming until relief comes.
Well, yesterday relief came. Over
the past couple months I felt God leading and confirming through many sources
my next step towards His will for my life.
I still cannot tell you what it is because I do not even know
myself. All I know is that God
developed a spiritual itch that I could not ignore.
Through prayer, study and meditation He encouraged me to reach out
and offer my name for consideration in some type of women’s ministries. Much like a golfer who concentrates on his
swing instead of the outcome, I cannot look into the future. I must have spiritual concentration on the
next step which God reveals to me.
Yesterday, although nervous and feeling insecure, I reached
out and scratched that spiritual itch and boy did it feel great! It matters not where it will lead because I
know that He already has that worked out.
The relief of stretching beyond my fears and insecurities brought both
peace and contentment. In considering
the ‘spiritual swing’ of yesterday I can have confidence that all I need is to
watch for God to show me the next thing to do.
As I considered these words this morning…Do the next thing…I was led to an old poem which blessed me this
morning. I wish to share this poem with
you written by Elisabeth Elliot. As the
words come into your mind and heart, I invite you to allow its meaning to
relate to any anxiety you may be feeling this morning about your own
future. God is in complete control of
every situation in all of our lives. As we
walk towards Him we can have the complete assurance of victory if we just
watch for God and then do the next thing.
Do The Next Thing
"At an old English parsonage down by the sea, there came in
the twilight a message to me. Its quaint
Saxon legend deeply engraven that, as it seems to me, teaching from heaven. And
all through the hours the quiet words ring, like a low inspiration, 'Do the
next thing.'
Many a questioning, many a fear, many a doubt hath its quieting
here. Moment by moment, let down from heaven, time, opportunity, guidance are
given. Fear not tomorrow, child of the King, trust that with Jesus, do the next
thing.
Do it immediately, do it with prayer, do it reliantly, casting
all care. Do it with reverence, tracing His hand, who placed it before thee
with earnest command.
Stayed on omnipotence, safe 'neath His wing, leave all resultings, do the next
thing.
Looking to Jesus, ever serener, working or suffering be thy
demeanor, in His dear presence, the rest of His calm, the light of His
countenance, be thy psalm. Do the next thing."
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