I peered out at the low lying misty clouds...
hovering over the foothills of the Smokies.
Tiny black winged birds soared effortlessly. Flitting here and there, they seemed like tiny dots spotting the landscape. They chirped merrily and sang the song of morning.
This orchestrated harmonious melody is repeated joyfully in every corner of the earth.
We can even hear their melody in the cities....just outside the windows...above the mixture of noise and distractions.
A sweet song that begs our heart to a quieter moment in time.
Their sweet strains float heavenward.
Every creature playing out their design.
We too, are called to play our part...
In truth, we are called to listen.
In truth, we are called to listen.
A soft rain began tapping rhythmically on the tin roof in a cadence with the early morning message of renewal...
The gentle scent carried by a soft breeze that filled my senses, reminded me, there is nothing quite like fresh mountain air.
I inhaled for the first time in what felt like forever.
I too, was playing my part...
And so are you....
Have you been there?
Sweet songs of life carried out in perfect harmony . Are you listening?
He whispers ....
"I am here..."
I am here in the quiet...
And in the busyness you leave behind.
I am in the healing and I have understood your pain.
The back drop of dew laden pines glistening near the wooden porch completed this picturesque morning.
I am reminded...
I am reminded...
that even when life is chaotic....
He is still speaking...
Do not be misled.
He is found where you seek Him.
There are quiet places to be found.
Even in the craziness of ordinary days.
Do not be misled.
He is found where you seek Him.
There are quiet places to be found.
Even in the craziness of ordinary days.
As I sat in admiration of the One who gifted my heart to appreciate the beauty so lavishly adored around me.
The sun began to peak through the scented pines as the clouds obligingly gave way to the vast expanse of an infinite blue sky lying just beyond.
A new day...
born in the heart of the smoky clouded mountains.
Have you been here as well?
Knowing He must be close....and yet..
Wondering where He is.
Wondering when He will show up?
Knowing He must be close....and yet..
Wondering where He is.
Wondering when He will show up?
Do you find yourself searching for a quiet moment of relief in the madness?
The wispy songs of life are being played out in perfect harmony..all around...
and He whispers ....
I am here...
I am here in the mountains and in the deep valleys..
I can be found anywhere.
I am here in the chaos of your life...
"I am here..."
"I AM here...."
"I am HERE..."
"There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens"......
(Ecclesiastes 3:1)
(Ecclesiastes 3:1)
Application:
Search for Him today...regardless of where you might find yourself.
He will meet you where you are...and will never leave You where He finds you.
Remember: There is no promise He cannot keep.
"You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart"
(Jeremiah 29:13)
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