As I walked, I prayed. This particular morning the subject under discussion was my daughter. She had recently returned from six months travelling abroad, was restless, needed to resume her career yet dreaded returning to her old life in London. I wished desperately that she could commit .her life to Jesus, experience the peace of mind that comes from knowing him, the surety of knowing that he God in control, that he alone knows the plans laid down for us, to trust the promise in Jeremiah 29:11
“ ‘For I Know The Plans I Have For You‘ Declares the Lord, ‘Plans to Prosper You and Not to Harm You, Plans to Give You Hope and a Future’ “
“Sit down,” commanded the voice in my head. Obediently I sank onto the grassy bank of the river. Rufus, my collie cross dog, adores the taste of succulent grass, the type that grows best by water. I watched as he wandered along the bank, ready to call him to my side if he ventured too near the edge, mindful of the steep drop into the fast flowing current below.
“So it is with me,” the voice within assured me. “You love Rufus. You want him to experience life, you allow him to venture to the edge so that he can taste the grass. Yet you are ever watchful. If he strays dangerously close you will call his name and he will respond and return to you. So it is with me and my lambs . I allow them to stray, to taste the world. But I will not allow them to fall into the swirling eddies. When they are dangerously near the edge, I call, and they hear my voice and return to me. Don’t worry. She is your daughter, but she is my daughter too. I am watching over her, and I will call.”