Forty days and nights of rain while waiting for the judgment of God to be complete.
Forty years wandering in the desert for the wicked generation to die.
Forty days in the wilderness to pray and fast before being tempted by Satan.
Seemed like a good idea.
A time of cleansing, possibly, for the next stage of life…?
I didn’t expect it to work as it did.
I had a hidden agenda:
A hope for what I wanted to hear.
God had other plans.
I don’t know why I decided to do such a thing.
Desperation? Yeah. I was feeling desperate.
But also…I wanted to be sure I was hearing clearly from Him.
Not any other being but Him.
So I cut off communication from those who influence me the most.
Well, that was the plan anyway…
The other people have to cooperate for the plan to work.
But, even though the flesh didn’t obey,
As the flesh tends to do,
God still met me here.
He changed my thinking.
He changed my feelings.
He changed my will.
And now the next stage of life begins…
I’m still not sure what it will look like.
But, I do know I’m following where His Spirit leads.
Then Moses said,
“If You don’t go with us personally,
Don’t let us move a step from this place.”