Heeding His Leading

I am musing.....

about Heeding His Leading

May we heed as He does lead!

I like the way that sounds. But now to do it!

There is so much good to be done in this world. So much need! It can downright overwhelm us. Where do we start?

Well, there are a couple of comments relative to this question that I have heard expressed lately which I really love...

First, may we do for one what we wish we could do for thousands!

Second, each day may we ask the Lord to show us that one whom He wants us to "do for".

May we listen for His leading...and then seek His grace for the heeding.

May we be encouraged when we recall to our heart and mind the story of the little boy with his loaves and fishes. No doubt he sensed the leading to give, and then followed through....heeding the leading. And oh the miracle that ensued! Our God is a gracious multiplier!

May we do our part and give what we can....may we heed when we sense His lead.

May we prayerfully trust in the miraculous touch of Jesus...to take our meager gift and multiply it for His glory!

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