The Lord always know's how to encourage His followers

I believe in being real with people around me. And I must admit, the Lord Jesus is permitting me to go through such a difficult trial, from my limited perception. Most people cannot or will not try to help me. But that's not my complaint. I refuse to complain because I acknowledge that God is God and He is in control and not one detail of my fiery trials come to Him as a surprise. Halelujah! I just have to praise Him for that!

I am so thankful that the Lord Jesus knows what just to say to me each and every day when I get into my Bible and spend time in prayer with Him. Every day He just gives me the right thing. And I am so glad. Because I feel this trial is so difficult that the enemy lies to me and tells me to quit. But quit? Where else can I go? There is no other place but the Lord Jesus!

I want to share with you what the Lord said to encourage me last night. I was so upset last night. At 11:30 p.m. I got on my knees and just sat their in quiet prayer before Him. And I felt in my spirit that I should read Mark, chapter 8. I was reading it. And in verses 22-26 we find a story about a blind man whom Jesus healed. But, verse 23 is where the Lord stopped me and really ministered to me. The verse reads, "And Jesus took the blind man by the hand, and led him out of the town;...." Oh, how this verse really still encourages me today too! For though I am saved and on my way to Heaven, God is allowing me to feel as if I were blind in my daily life. But I understand that Jesus is holding my hand through this rough time. Because in Isaiah 41:13, God promises, "For I the LORD thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee."

Then I thought about the blind man. Obviously he followed Jesus because Jesus held his hand as they made themselves out of the city. I can imagine Jesus talking to the blind man assuring him that He was going to help him but only when they arrived at the correct place. I can imagine Jesus saying other things to encourage Him. Then on the other spectrum I can imagine the blind man listening to Jesus talk to Him, believing Jesus as he blindly followed Jesus, and even in his mind wondering, "why won't Jesus just heal me right now, right here?" I feel like the blind man. I mentally ask myself, "What won't Jesus help me right now, right here?" But Jesus just keeps patiently and longsufferingly holding my hand and He continues to guide me to the place that I am to be with Him so that He can do His miraculously work to glorify Himself.

Then I felt the Lord last night rebuke me a littlel and just tell me, "stop squeezing my hand because I am holding your hand."

Oh thank God that He continues to talk to me even when I wonder. May I stop wondering and just follow the voice of Jesus without any reservations.