John 10:14,15a: I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— just as the Father knows me and I know the Father
Mom asked a question about when we were leaving the farm to go home and instead of giving an answer; I told her I was going to take a walk. My mind was overwhelmed by divorce proceedings and I hadn’t talked to my sixteen-year-old daughter in several months. I miss my family and it’s been very painful. I had made a decision to take my mother and sister to visit my grandma and maybe get my mind off a few things and rest. It hadn’t worked at all and my world seemed to be falling apart inside of me.
I stepped out the back door and walked down the dirt and grass driveway to the gravel road. As I proceeded up the hill, all I could hear was the crunching sound of gravel under my feet. Those old country gravel roads are mighty loud. Admiring the setting of the sun as I neared the top of the hill, I heard the Lord telling me to stop… that still small voice on the inside. It seemed that He had already said “Stop” three or four times when I had finally responded. I stopped and stood there and after a pause I said, “Now what, Lord?”
He said to listen. So I listened real hard but I couldn’t hear any noise and I couldn’t hear Him anymore either. It seems like you can hear for miles when you’re in the country. Everything is so still. After a short time, I spoke to Him again.
“Lord, I don’t hear anything.”
He responded, “Look straight up.”
I looked up into a crystal clear blue sky. I saw that the moon was coming up on one side of the planet and the sun was going down on the other side. There was nothing else there, so I looked back down at the road and asked, “Lord, what am I supposed to be looking for?”
Still looking down at the gravel, the tears began to roll down my cheeks and I began to tremble. I was so scared.
“Lord… I think I’m losing my mind.”
Then again He said, “Listen.”
I listened again real hard and the silence was deafening. Suddenly the sound of a roaring jet came from out of nowhere and I looked straight up, and it was precisely straight above my head.
His voice on the inside of me said, “I know exactly where you are on the planet.”
I sat down in the middle of that gravel road and cried like a little baby but I knew my Father was holding me in His arms. It was a crazy mixture of feelings. I laughed because He cared for me and I cried because I hurt so much.
This was such a personal touch from God that I still use it today. Every time I see a jet with a white tail overhead, I see it as a personal “Hello David. I know right where you’re at.”
I am more than overwhelmed by my most personal Savior who cares for me. In every valley I go through I always find Jesus at the bottom. We have more time to talk in the valley because I have more time to listen. And in every trip He has always been more than sufficient to meet my every need. God bless Him. To God be all the glory… for the great things He has done.
MY GOD’S NOT DEAD, HE’S SURLY ALIVE. HE’S LIVING
ON THE INSIDE ROARING LIKE A LION…