Our Side of the Mountain
Listen......as the song of the birds sing out in welcome of this New day given,
as the blanket of night is rolled away and both nature and man begin to stir,
rested and refurbished for what new adventures and encounters lay ahead for
both today.
Today....A gift......God given to all.......that’s why we call it the PRESENT.
Endless are His countless ways to say it......
Listen......to the sound of the New day’s beginning. The flow of traffic, the mill
of people, the market place displays its wares, the workers take to their desks, the
labourers to their tools and vessels, the farmers to their plows, the children
assemble in schoolyards, a mother relinquishes life of her new born...a baby
cries...life...new life..
God has given freely to all.......LIFE.
Endless are His countless ways to say it.......
Listen.......to the wind, the babbling brook that flows to great rivers, waters and
seas.
Whither they come or whither they go, what stories, what sight do they hold? For
ancient are they both. If you listen to the wind, the babbling brook, one could
almost discern their words. If they could would they carry a wish or prayer to the
heavens with them or did? For I feel the wind’s gentle embrace and caresses, the
silky satiny soft flow of the waters upon my wayward step.......Yet at times can be
so strong. Perhaps not a wish or a prayer or either, but their VERY MAKER’S way
of saying, “I LOVE YOU.”
Endless are His countless ways to say it.........
Listen.........with stifled thought and straining ear, and the God-given love of a
silent spouse, friend, or vessel, giving space and no ear, and God place and a chance
to hear, so very longed for and needed, in all its pleasantness to find it so. THE
SOUND OF SILENCE ALSO BEAUTIFUL. One way you can show it too, one day in
need shown back to you.
Endless are His countless ways to say it............
Listen.....................................
Susan Weldon