Impluses, listening, doing.

Sailing on a sea of azaeleas.
God speaks to me in...impulses, not words. One definition of 'impulsion' is 'the force or motive behind an action or process.'

One time I was quite sure that it was God who told me to say NO to a flying job. And several weeks later one of the DC4's I was co-piloting the summer before in Kenai, Alaska, crashed on takeoff and killed all three SOBs (Souls On Board). No if's, ands, or buts. Just the single word NO.

When I listen in 'this' way, I just naturally shift course, take another tack (as in sailing: have the wind blow over the port side vs the starboard side). And when I'm obedient to the impulse, I know it's the right thing to do, and I usually do it now, instead of later.

As I get wiser (not older), I don't question this impulse. I just obey. I let these impulses tell me what, when, and how to say what I want to say. I let the impulses tell me to 'shut up and listen' (not ignore). I listen while I'm driving or riding my bike. The impulse tells me what to volunteer for...or back away from.  

As I get wiser (not older) I find this is NOT intuiton even though it sounds like it. I try to listen to God, and quiet my own thoughts about how things should be. Otherwise, IMHO, I may miss something. And I wouldn't want to do that, would I, God?

Live richly, marilyn


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