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How I Cured Morgellons Forum Response

NOTE: This is a discussion list reponse to Tracy's Devotional


Tracy

4/16/2022
2:16:56 PM
STREAMS IN THE DESERT by L.B. COWMAN

By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. (Hebrews 11:8)

Abraham "did not know where he was going"----it simply was
enough for him to know he went with God. He did not lean as much on the promises as he did on the Promiser. And he did
not look at the difficulties of his circumstances but looked to
His King----the eternal, limitless, invisible, wise, and only God-----who had reached down from His throne to direct his path and who would certainly prove Himself.

O glorious faith! Your works and possibilities are these:
contentment to set sail with the orders still sealed, due to unwavering confidence in the wisdom of the Lord High Admiral; and a willingness to get up, leave everything, and follow Christ, because of the joyful assurance that earth's best does not compare with heaven's least. F.B. Meyer

In no way is it enough to set out cheerfully with God on any
venture of faith. You must also be willing to take your ideas of what the journey will be like and tear them into tiny pieces, for nothing on the itinerary will happen as you expect.
Your Guide will not keep to any beaten path. He will lead you through ways you would never have dreamed your eyes
would see. He knows no fear, and He expects you to fear nothing while He is with you.

The day had gone; alone and weak
I groped my way within a bleak and sunless land.
The path that led into the light
I could not find! In that dark night
GOD TOOK MY HAND.
He led me that I might not stray,
And brought me by a safe, new way
I had not known.
By waters still, through pastures green
I followed Him----the path was clean
Of briar and stone.
The heavy darkness lost its strength,
My waiting eyes beheld at length
The streaking dawn.
On, safely on, through sunrise glow
I walked, my hand in His, and lo,
The night had gone. (Annie Porter Johnson)