I need to write.

I have always had times in my life when I needed to express myself on paper. Times when the words would flo so fast that I could hardly write fast enough to copy them all down. Now is one of those times. It seems as though a dam is about to break. The pressure is so high that I can do nothing except let the words flo. I can see the Holy Spirit like a rushing torent barely contained in the banks of a huge river. The Spirits flo is uncontrolled but only for the direction of the river it self.
I went hunting last week and while I was there in the woods I saw a creek that was changed from when I was there last. The old path was nearly dry but the new path was raging. The water as it rushed by cut out a new direction, a new path, one that seemed to make more sense. A more direct route was chosen by the power of the water. The creek was streamlined but the old creek banks now unused lay dorment. No purpose except for the memories of what used to be. The banks still in tact but the water now having no need of it's ineffective direction. The servant of does not control the Spirit's flo, but I can effect His direction a long as I can maintain a relivant relationship with Him. His power pushes me in a direction, moves me to be more effective when I get complacent. You see He does have a mission, a plan, a destination and if we are about His business we will play a part. But if we choose to follow are own plan we become redundant and not usefull.
God! My prayer for the readers of this peaceblog is this... God keep us focused on your plan. Help us be always searching Your heart for our purpose. May we always desire your plan over ours. Amen!