Waiting in the Land of Milk and Honey
Tonight while RJ played football with the church guys, I decided to see if the horse pasture was opened. The other day I went to see the horses it was closed off due to the storm. Today when I drove by, it was open but all I saw was an empty field. I decided to drive to the horse stables and see if they were there. There is another field and there were horses, but they were not “my” horses. I stayed with these horses for a while and decided I would head back to where RJ was playing ball. As I headed to my car I felt a gentle tug and whisper from the Lord to go back to the original field and meet Him there. So, I drove back to the field and parked my car and got out. I went to a part that was not flooded and just said out-loud- “Lord, I’m here, hello.” I heard the sound of running hoofs. From way behind the trees “my” horses came running. The sweetest presence of the Lord surrounded me. Today’s sermon came to my memory. God brought me to a place of milk and honey. I’m only just beg...