Dead silence! Blurred streaks of light squeezed itself through the thick clouds.
Journeying through the dark, He could feel the dew rest gently on Him.
Few steps away from His destination, He continued humming praise melodies in appreciation to His Father.
His knees hit the floor at the other side of the shore as He communed with His Father.
“…neither do I condemn you, go and sin no more”
“…she’s not dead, she’s sleeping…”
“…if you drink from this water, you’ll never thirst again…”
“…my time has not yet come…”
Perfect timing, perfect place, perfect act, perfect knowledge as well as many others, were all triggered at the solitary place; having woken up a great while before dawn, to receive His daily bread from our Father.
Are you suffering from disturbia, leading to an uncoordinated life full of mistakes and indecision? Here’s an antidote: isolate yourself and sit at the Master’s feet to receive, be nourished, and strengthened by Him.
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