it's something about my time of life, maybe, but i keep wanting God to reach down and touch my life with a lightening bolt, a shout, a parting of the red sea days with a path to my promised land.
have you noticed that when you are listening for something really loud, it's hard to hear something really soft? lazy ears.
tonight i heard a song with these words as lyrics:
BE LIKE THE BIRD
Be like the bird that, pausing
in her flight awhile on boughs too slight,
feels them give way beneath her --
and sings --
knowing she hath wings.
from Victor Hugo
isn't that lovely? somehow it penetrated and was my whisper, my enough.
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