A pilot had turned off his radio in order to elude the enemy, but as he
came across the channel, he turned it on again and began
turning the dial to find the proper frequency, which changed from time
to time. His plane was almost out of petrol, and he was
terrified of what might happen if he ran out and did not find his way
precisely toward the goal he was seeking. As he twiddled the dial, he
broke out in perspiration. Finally, he caught a faint signal and
adjusted the dial. The signal came in strong and clear. He changed his
flight path onto the signal and landed safely at his airport.
We're all trying to do that in life. We're trying to pick up those
signals that tell us who we are, what direction we ought to be headed,
and where home is. As we fiddle with the dial and adjust the signal
receiver in our lives, we begin to hear in the stillness and the
quietness a voice telling us where home is. We are able to readjust our
patterns and head homeward. That's the promise of the text. If we will
be still, we will know that God is God; we will know which way to go
toward God. --John Killinger