I remember, a while back, looking for a partner to work with on a certain venture. As I looked over a list of interested people, my eyes fell on a particular name. I had an unmistakable message hit me, DO NOT CALL THAT ONE. I thought, "That was strange."
But, I skipped THAT ONE as I made phone calls. I found an interested partner, and we started the process...He didn't qualify. Found another who wanted to, but had a complication that wouldn't work. Another that was qualified and, after starting the process, decided not to go through with it. The days went on. I was getting worried. Time was closing in on me. One day, calling through the list, I mindlessly called THAT ONE.
THAT ONE was interested. Inside I thought, Oh shoot. But, I set up an interview. We worked through the questions and how we would approach the partnership... THAT ONE was qualified, no question, and I was feeling a little desperate... I said goodbye after the interview, and a friend happened to be standing there. "Is it going to work?" he asked. "I'm afraid so," I replied. He looked at me puzzled. I explained to him how I was internally instructed, DO NOT CALL THAT ONE. I told him how there were some things about THAT ONE that I was uncomfortable with. But, THAT ONE seemed to be the only option for me. I had money on the line that I would lose if I didn't find a partner.
My friend exclaimed, "Deanna! God knows ahead of time, and He warned you! You don't need THAT ONE. You don't." His straightforward declaration woke me up. It was true, that impression, DO NOT CALL THAT ONE, had been so clear and memorable.
Here was my moment of choice. Do I trust my impression...that whisper...what I was so clearly told? Or, do I choose to depend on only what I can see? There was time pressure. Only one day left before I lost the money I had put down. Time was running out. I felt like giving up...
But, I decided to go to the list one more time. I was able to contact another person and set up an interview for the following morning... where I found the perfect partner! Not a moment too soon.
If I had given up, if I had ignored that prompting that came so clearly, I believe I would have been stuck in a miserable partnership. Thank heaven for a friend who reminded me what really matters...
We can trust the clear whispers within. They may be quiet, but they are full of wisdom. Trust that there is possibility beyond what our eyes can see at the moment. Trust... I think this is a beautiful picture of trust:
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