Guidance

The setting was idyllic.  Picturesque mountains surrounded the valley.  The cut paddy fields sat waiting for the next planting.  Bamboo stands dotted the edge of the peaceful river winding its way through.  The air was a mixed of wood fires cooking the delegates curries and rice and the natural smell of pine trees that blanked the immediate hills.  Even the morning fog lingered in long wisps, begging not to leave. 
In the stillness it was easy to believe that all was and is well.  As we made our travel plans the warnings from the local Nagas was clear.  “It is not safe to travel.  We cannot assure you of safety.  The enforced no movement agreement ends at six o'clock, however security forces will remain on high alert.  You do not have permits to be here overnight.  Your travel will be suspicious.  It is safer to be where you are than trying to move to a more secure location.”
I really wanted to shift camps.  My joints ached.  My body was tired.  Sinusitis was making its home within my head.  As the stories unfolded of a seven hour gun battle two days before, bad tempered actions on all sides, and the inability of either side to tell who was travelling on the road, the wisdom of these elders began to weigh on my soul.
It is too bad I do not listen to God with the same belief.  I find myself confronted by God's teachings and guidance as if Divinity was with me.  I could have been part of the inner circle on the day gone by when “in face-to-face meetings, he talked to them about things concerning the kingdom of God.  As they met and ate meals together, he told them that they were on no account to leave Jerusalem but “must wait for what the Father promised: the promise you heard from me.  John baptized in water; you will be baptized in the Holy Spirit.  And soon.”  (Acts 1.4, 5)
Divinity is reaching out to you and me today.  Quietly listening to Wisdom is good.