Quiet Peaceful Birds sing No honking No shouting No bargaining, fighting, children screeching… Alone Isolated Solitary No internet No zoom calls No email, lists, or forms to fill Here in the quiet I’m faced with empty moments I like it I don’t like it His presence Fills the space Enriches the silence Calls to me … will I follow into further quiet? Or will I fill the time with lesser, emptier things?
Kat
There’s so much going on One more thing goes wrong It feels overwhelming Not sure I can cope. …Remember the donkey. When should I talk
I remember the first time it happened. My friend Cory and I were on a hike and took a detour. I was scrambling over rocks
Everything converged at the right time and place. A perfectly executed plan: Genetic lines, chosen and shepherded for generations, watched over and protected, led and
I love the various colours of life. They bring such vibrancy and joy. I have found that God is the Source of all the colours that make life worth living.
