Yesterday morning I woke up with little sense of direction or purpose. As the day wore on there was a vague feeling that Father was leading me in a way I don’t fully understand. Oswald Chambers wrote somewhere that “it is only by going through the confusion that you will get at what God wants.” Can’t wait.

During times like this it’s tempting to speculate on what the “problem” is, or on what God might be trying to get through my head. I can always find some way in which I’ve blown it lately or “missed God” in some matter or other. But most of those musings turn out to be “lofty speculations that set themselves up against the knowledge of Christ.”
“Lofty” because they’re usually based on what I have or haven’t done rather than what he’s done already or because I think for even a minute I can figure it out myself.

It’s easy to forget that our life is hidden in Christ and can’t be discerned with the natural mind. And when he’s leading us on an unfamiliar path it’s useless to try to “find ourselves.” Most likely we’ll suddenly recognize him around the next bend or so and realize that he’s been holding our hand all along.

David Fredrickson