Its funny how the shower seems to be the place I always hear from the Lord since I’ve been back in the states. Is it because we are at our most vulnerable? Having the most quiet time of the day enjoying the warm water and I am the most relaxed? Its definitely a place where God tends to share his insights with me. This morning he shared an interesting one.
So many times we are afraid to ask for insights, advise, time with people, money & things. We may feel like, whats the point, we are wasting our time just to hear the word No, we’re not good enough, we may even think sometimes we don’t deserve it. We may feel silly asking for something from someone we can not see (God). Maybe you’ve been talked down to or discouraged by family, friends, advisers, banks or a boss. Maybe you want to start a new venture, take a trip somewhere you’ve always wanted to go, start a new hobby or learn a new language. But all you get back from people are negative responses. I’ve noticed when I receive an insight from God its always positive. Its always about what I can do, not what I can’t do.
Putting our hope in God to lead & guide us is the best route we can go. He always wants us to succeed. His answers don’t always come right a way but they do came when its the most important time to hear what he has to say. He tends to simplify in a way that I know its him telling me and his timing is always perfect. Exactly what I need to move to the next level, what ever that may be. Quiet places & times are vital to hearing the answers that we all long for. And if it doesn’t come right away it is not a rejection it is just being perfected to fit our needs exactly.
When I was at Camp Inca I remember being so frustrated especially my 4th year. I knew I had a year left, because of a promise God had given me, that I would not spend one day less or one day more, that he would set me free. I was so antsy I couldn’t wait I wanted to go home that day. What would I do for another year? He answered me with a knock at the door. The Director of Camp Inca wanted to see me. Gods plan was in play. I thought I was in trouble or something, what does she want to see me for? I worried the whole way, walking down 3 flights of stairs and waiting for 2 gates to be opened so she could talk with me. All the while knowing I had nothing to worry about, I hadn’t done anything wrong. I expected the worst, because thats what we always recieved from her.
Well, deep breath…. She wanted to give me a bakery. So unexpected totally out of left field, I was so floored I had to think about it. After praying about it and consulting with my missionary mom Joan & parents. I decided to take the oppurtunity & run with it. What a blessing it turned out to be. The bakery helped in so many ways, God had such a bigger plan than I or anybody could have thought of. I started making bread at 4 am in the morning for outside sales and having alone time with the Lord as the sun rose early in the morning. I was able to deliver bread across the street to a little store before any other prisoners were awake. That bakery helped me to get my paperwork signed off-on and maneuver things outside that I had no access to being in prison. Why did I ever have doubt? Those quiet mornings were the key to a lot of successful conversations with God & I could really put everything into prospective and let him lead me right out of Camp Inca.