Chapter Two
I went to
the Conn Center one night for a concert, and being early, I sat in my car
listening to a Gaither tape. They were
singing “Peace Be Still”. I closed my
eyes and transported myself to that peaceful shore in my mind where I often
went to be alone in the presence of Jesus.
I was
standing on the white sandy beach watching the soft waves rolling into the
shore, when Jesus came along and took my hand.
We started walking along the shore.
He waved His other hand toward the sea and said, “Carol, this is the Sea
of Galilee. I walked on these
waters. This is the sea where I calmed
the storm. Carol, I love you, and I am
going to calm the storms in your life also.
I will always be with you.
We stopped
walking, and as I stood there with my head bowed in adoration, He faded
away. Then the tape started playing
“Gentle Shepherd”. I looked up and
realized that I now stood on a Judean hillside.
I saw Jesus standing under a tree with a lamb in His arm, stroking its
wool. All around Him were sheep, and I
was in the midst of them. He looked at
me as if to say, “Carol, I’m watching over you....I care for you.” I was so touched that Jesus would come in
such an intimate way. I realized then He
truly does meet ALL of our needs...even our need for intimacy.
Those
visions were a reinforcement to me that God was calling me to Israel. Soon after that my friend Brenda felt that
she too was being called to go on the trip.
With only two slots left available, she felt we should sign up. Well, that meant one of my fleeces was
answered...I had a female friend to go with on the study tour. However, the money had not come in. That left me somewhat confused, but my
husband Paul felt we would be able to manage the funds somehow.
By the time
I went to sign up for the trip, it was full.
I was the first one on the waiting list.
There was no disappointment. I
did not want to go on this trip if God had not called me. I knew there was unrest in Israel, and perhaps
I did not need to be there in the middle of trouble. Besides, the fleece of money had not come
in. If God wanted me on the trip, He
could still open the doors.
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