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-Titulo Original : Walking With God How To Hear His Voice
-Fabricante :
Thomas Nelson
-Descripcion Original:
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Walking with God How to Hear His Voice By John Eldredge Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2016 John Eldredge All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-0-7180-8098-3 Contents Introduction, ix, Prelude: Learning to Hear the Voice of God, 1, SUMMER A Time of Restoration and Renewal, and for Finding Our Way Back to Joy, 21, FALL A Season of Crisis and Struggle, but Then Breakthrough and Discovery, 75, WINTER Finding God in Our Losses, in the Mundane, and Sustaining Our Hearts Over What Can Feel Like the Long Path of Obedience, 117, SPRING A Time of Resurrection, Recovered Hope and Desire, a Time of New Beginnings, 175, IN CLOSING, 207, EPILOGUE Through the Seasons of Life, 209, Acknowledgments, 219, Appendix: The Daily Prayer, 221, Notes, 226, CHAPTER 1 SUMMER A Time of Restoration and Renewal, and for Finding Our Way Back to Joy Slowing Down to Listen This story actually begins back in June, with the first day of summer vacation. Im sitting on the porch of our cabin listening to the rain on the tin roof and watching it fall on all my plans for the day. I cannot hike. I cannot do chores. I cannot fish. The mud is so deep I cannot drive anywhere. Im trapped. Pinned down. With myself and God. There is nothing I can do but pay attention to what surfaces inside of me when I cannot charge into the day. I am paying attention, my journal on my lap, and this is what I begin to write: I am tweaked again. Royally flippin tweaked. Im so tired and wrung, my body hurts from being tired. Or hurts at the first chance to let down and be tired. Granted, it has been a hard year. So much going on, so much required. But God is after something. As I journal, I feel like a prisoner writing his confession. And I know why Im tweaked. Im tweaked from pushing. Pushing, pushing, always pushing. This pushing is such a way of life for me, I barely know how to live otherwise. Im always working on something. Trying to make life better for me or for someone else. It feels like I heave myself at life. Always looking for some way to improve things. I come up here to the ranch to rest, and in the first ten minutes of quiet, here is where my mind goes: I ought to teach Sam how to cast a fly rod. We ought to finish that back fence. I ought to work with the horses every day we are here. I could paint the door now. Better look at that topo map for my trip with Luke in August. Make a plan. Jesus, have mercy. This rain is a mercy. I am forced to stop. With a bit of pouting, I begin to accept that this deluge is from God. I cannot live my life like this - always working on something. Trying to make life better. Pushing. Its the first day of my vacation, but I cant enjoy it because of the condition Im in. And I did this to myself. Im frayed like an old rope because of the way I live my life. And Ive got a pretty good sense that this isnt the life God would have me live. Im pretty sure there isnt a verse that goes, He leadeth me to utter exhaustion,- he runneth me ragged. In fact, doesnt Jesus say something about his yoke is easy and his burden light? Maybe I have some other yoke on me than the yoke of Christ. Did I really need to take all those trips this year? Really? Did I really have to come through for everyone I felt compelled to come through for? Really? Here is the embarrassing question: Did I even ask God about those things? Now, I know, I know - our lives seem so inevitable. Theres always a reason. Theres always a defense. But I have to live like this! If I didnt carry the world on my shoulders - who would? Drip. Drip. Drip. This downpour shows no signs of letting up. It is as persistent as the Spirit behind it. Trapped on the porch, I know the issue is far bigger than this vacation. I know that full well. The issue is the way I live my life. And forced for a few moments to stop, I also know that I dont want to live like this. The very things Im doing to try to make life happen - all those things
-Fabricante :
Thomas Nelson
-Descripcion Original:
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Walking with God How to Hear His Voice By John Eldredge Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2016 John Eldredge All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-0-7180-8098-3 Contents Introduction, ix, Prelude: Learning to Hear the Voice of God, 1, SUMMER A Time of Restoration and Renewal, and for Finding Our Way Back to Joy, 21, FALL A Season of Crisis and Struggle, but Then Breakthrough and Discovery, 75, WINTER Finding God in Our Losses, in the Mundane, and Sustaining Our Hearts Over What Can Feel Like the Long Path of Obedience, 117, SPRING A Time of Resurrection, Recovered Hope and Desire, a Time of New Beginnings, 175, IN CLOSING, 207, EPILOGUE Through the Seasons of Life, 209, Acknowledgments, 219, Appendix: The Daily Prayer, 221, Notes, 226, CHAPTER 1 SUMMER A Time of Restoration and Renewal, and for Finding Our Way Back to Joy Slowing Down to Listen This story actually begins back in June, with the first day of summer vacation. Im sitting on the porch of our cabin listening to the rain on the tin roof and watching it fall on all my plans for the day. I cannot hike. I cannot do chores. I cannot fish. The mud is so deep I cannot drive anywhere. Im trapped. Pinned down. With myself and God. There is nothing I can do but pay attention to what surfaces inside of me when I cannot charge into the day. I am paying attention, my journal on my lap, and this is what I begin to write: I am tweaked again. Royally flippin tweaked. Im so tired and wrung, my body hurts from being tired. Or hurts at the first chance to let down and be tired. Granted, it has been a hard year. So much going on, so much required. But God is after something. As I journal, I feel like a prisoner writing his confession. And I know why Im tweaked. Im tweaked from pushing. Pushing, pushing, always pushing. This pushing is such a way of life for me, I barely know how to live otherwise. Im always working on something. Trying to make life better for me or for someone else. It feels like I heave myself at life. Always looking for some way to improve things. I come up here to the ranch to rest, and in the first ten minutes of quiet, here is where my mind goes: I ought to teach Sam how to cast a fly rod. We ought to finish that back fence. I ought to work with the horses every day we are here. I could paint the door now. Better look at that topo map for my trip with Luke in August. Make a plan. Jesus, have mercy. This rain is a mercy. I am forced to stop. With a bit of pouting, I begin to accept that this deluge is from God. I cannot live my life like this - always working on something. Trying to make life better. Pushing. Its the first day of my vacation, but I cant enjoy it because of the condition Im in. And I did this to myself. Im frayed like an old rope because of the way I live my life. And Ive got a pretty good sense that this isnt the life God would have me live. Im pretty sure there isnt a verse that goes, He leadeth me to utter exhaustion,- he runneth me ragged. In fact, doesnt Jesus say something about his yoke is easy and his burden light? Maybe I have some other yoke on me than the yoke of Christ. Did I really need to take all those trips this year? Really? Did I really have to come through for everyone I felt compelled to come through for? Really? Here is the embarrassing question: Did I even ask God about those things? Now, I know, I know - our lives seem so inevitable. Theres always a reason. Theres always a defense. But I have to live like this! If I didnt carry the world on my shoulders - who would? Drip. Drip. Drip. This downpour shows no signs of letting up. It is as persistent as the Spirit behind it. Trapped on the porch, I know the issue is far bigger than this vacation. I know that full well. The issue is the way I live my life. And forced for a few moments to stop, I also know that I dont want to live like this. The very things Im doing to try to make life happen - all those things
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