A Letter

James 1:12

“Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love Him.”

The world is still and the moment is sure, yet you cannot find your way. You know it is well with your soul, but you cannot find the way. The path is clear as far as you know, but mortal eyes cannot see it. You would dream it if you had the will, but the way is so far unknown.

How can you find the unfindable way? How do you seek an invisible day? But, if we stop and think for a moment, we will realize how simple it is we find our ways. Because is it not the Lord who directs me and leads me to paths of grace? Was it not that Great Shepherd who led me to the grassy place? Next to the river where the robin sings, there I find my beloved place. No way so sure, no heart so loved, as the heart that finds peace in the turmoil of grace.

Take heart, beloved soul, you have not been forgotten. Though the way is unsure and the path is unseen, you can walk in the contentment of that Almighty Grace.

So have courage and take the first step. For the shining, beautiful unknown waits. No matter how much we doubt, we will never learn to accept that way until we find ourselves in the midst of it. It is only at the hesitation to take that road; the road less traveled, that keeps us from knowing the grace of that place.

For “no eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart has imagined, what God has prepared for those who love Him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9).

Take heart. This letter is addressed to you, dear one.

Be blessed today.

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