Sensitive to the Voice

SENSITIVE TO THE VOICE:

I started to reorganize my daily scedual as Jesus-fan. So I read The Scripture itself, instead of reading about.

Just taking time for it, as soon as possible at day-time. And see what happened; I didn't have 2 hours a day short off, but I got a feeling like having holidays. And so I was relaxed. Together different things happened, more quick than in the past.

Tuesday I was thinking about a train-trip and then on the way somewhere walk with my dog in an area of scenic beauty. But where would I have to go to find such an area.

Wednesday I saw 3 booklets in the hall of the appartements, which were showing recreation area along the rails. "Thank You Jesus! You are wonderful",

Thursday: So I made a trip towards the west of our country with the destination of Woerden, where a Prayer-shop is located. Being there, I thought: "How to find this shop?" And I asked Jesus to show me the way. I came with my dog Tirsa in the mainstreet with all kind of shops, went through an alley left and was in a different street. When I looked at the right: there was the Prayer-shop! "That was Quick, Jesus!"

Friday: I was searching for a pepper-mill. But didn't buy the ones I saw in 2 different shops.Although one was quite cheap. Being in the neighbourhood of "Multitoon",I entered it. and found 2 of them. A big one, with price on it and a smaller one, no price on it. At the desk I asked about the price and the lady saw, the bog one wasn't okay anymore to sell. And the smaller one; may be neither; I could take it.

"Thank You, Jesus", I whispered.

Tuesday the next week a friend helped me to dy my hair; but the gloss was more like green instead of yellow-gold! How happy I was, not having bought that greeny blouse, what II had seen in the shop.

Wednesday: Walking my dog Tirsa, I saw a leather footstool waiting for the garbage truck. It wasn’t trown in one of the containers. I said to Jesus,:”If it’s still there, when I come back from this stroll, then I know ‘it’s for me’.” [Once before there was a roll of linoleum, and I hoped, it would be there, when I was returning from the stroll, to take it with me. But: it was gone!!]

However, I forgot about it. All day long1 Suddenly in the evening I remebered the footstool.I had to make another walk with Tirsa, and looked then for the footstool: it still was there!I examined it; all looked well. Amazing. “Thank You, Jesus.You save dit for me”.

Friday: a friend came in the bookstore to have coffee-chat with me. He treated me to a delicacy!. He even gave 2 more pieces with me; it was almost Pentecostle,( 2 sundays in the Netherlands) and I couldn't effort to buy some delicacies, and now it was there: for each day one. "Jesus, You are so kind to me".

I discovered, since I read in The Scripture, that I had become more sensitive to the voice of the Holy Spirit of Jesus and that He was leading me, even into surprises.