When he was crossing the Irish Channel one dark starless night, says Dr. F. B. Meyer, he stood on the deck by the captain and asked him, “How do you know Holyhead Harbor on so dark a night as this?” He said, “You see those three lights? Those three must line up behind each other as one, and when we see them so united we know the exact position of the harbor’s mouth.”

When we want to know God’s will there are three things which always concur: the inward impulse, the Word of God, and the trend of circumstances! God in the heart, impelling you forward; God in the Book, corroborating whatever He says in the heart; and God in circumstances, which are always indicative of His will. Never start until these three things agree.

Stand still at the crossroads ready to walk or run, and you will not be kept waiting long.

When we’re not quite certain if we turn to left or right—isn’t it a blessing when a signpost looms in sight! If there were no signposts we should wander miles astray—in the wrong direction if we didn’t know the way.

God has set His signposts on Life’s strange and winding road. When we’re blindly stumbling with the burden of our load—He will lead our footsteps though the pathway twist and bend—in some form He guides us, through The Book, a song, a friend. . . . In the dark uncertain hours, we need not be afraid—when we’re at the crossroads, and decisions must be made. . . . Though the track is unfamiliar, and the light is gray—rest assured, there’s bound to be a signpost on the way. PATIENCE STRONG

Let us be silent unto Him and believe that, even now, messengers are hastening along the road with the summons, or direction, or help which we need.

Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.

I came down from heaven, not to do mine own will, but the will of him that sent me.—He . . . became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.—In the days of his flesh, when he had offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and was heard in that he feared; though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered.

Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and he shall presently give me more than twelve legions of angels?—Thus it is written, and thus it behooved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day: and that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in his name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem.

Bless the Lord , ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.

Bless ye the Lord , all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.

I came down from heaven not to do mine own will, but the will of him that sent me.

I delight to do thy will, O my God; yea, thy law is within my heart.

O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.

Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

Not the hearers of the law are just before God, but the doers of the law shall be justified.

If ye know these things, happy are ye if ye do them.

To him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.

Be not conformed to this world: but ye be transformed by the renewing of your mind.

Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour.

Father, glorify thy name. Then came there a voice from heaven, saying, I have both glorified it, and will glorify it again.

Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done. And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him.

Being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.

Therefore doth my Father love me, because I lay down my life, that I might take it again.

For I came down from heaven, not to do mine will, but the will of him that sent me.

The cup which my father hath given me, shall I not drink it?

The Father hath not left me alone; for I do always those things that please him.

My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased,

Mine elect, in whom my soul delighteth.