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For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God (Romans 8:14, NLT).
Walking with Jesus means daily assignments.
Putting verses together like Romans 8:14 (children of God are led by God), Galatians 5:25 (keep in step with the Spirit), and Matthew 28:20 (with you always), means — in totality — that God intends on having daily interactions with us.
Stanley Jones wrote, “God leads us in spontaneous ways.”
Obeying God’s daily assignments adds pieces to the patchwork of God’s will for us. Sometimes our obedience has a clear purpose, but at other times it seems random; yet, from God’s all-knowingness, it remains important.
Regularly, I ask God to speak loudly and clearly in my spirit, so that busyness and preoccupation don’t hinder my recognizing His daily tasks.
Three times a week, I walk through Ferncliff Cemetery in Springfield, Ohio, on a prayer walk, where I ask requests like, “God, help me know what you want me to do in my life.”
During a walk last week, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a disheveled thirtyish-year-old man walking toward me. He asked, “Can you help me?” Admittedly, I was thinking “no,” but then he asked if I knew where the “Porter” gravesite would be. His grandfather was buried in Ferncliff, and he wanted to visit his grave. Ferncliff has had over 80,000 burials, and although I walk the cemetery regularly, I haven’t yet memorized the location of all the grave markers. So, it was a “No, I don’t think I can help you with that.”
Continuing my walk, I felt a nudge to ask my AI assistant about showing me a photo of the “Porter” grave marker in Ferncliff Cemetery. Five seconds after the ask, this photo appeared.
I continued to walk back toward my car, realizing that a red granite tombstone between two bushes might not be that hard to find. Then a nudge from God, “Get in your car, go back, find this guy, and drive around till you see the marker.”
With a busy schedule after my walk, I wondered how long it would take to find him — about one minute. Then, I worried about the time it would take to drive through the 8.3 miles of roads in Ferncliff.
The thirtyish man got in my car. I drove 100 yards, turned left, drove another 100 yards, and out of the corner of my eye saw “Porter.” We stopped, walked to the grave together, and I prayed with him. He thanked me sincerely.
My daily assignment was complete!
I’m still not sure of the entire eternal reason for my task that day, but it was fun, and I helped the man looking for the grave of his grandfather. I don’t think the event portends a future for me as a funeral director, but it shook some rustiness from my relationship with God.
On to my next assignment — I will keep you all posted.