I’m sitting here in our living room by myself. No noise but the occasional sound coming from our wind chime hanging in our front porch. Windows open wide letting the cool breeze in. Peace. Calm. Quiet. I wonder why some thrive on too much noise. Noise from the tv screens. Noise from others talking. Noise…
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Resting on the Wings of God
Some ideas do not begin as plans. They begin as moments. Quiet ones. The kind that almost pass unnoticed if we are not paying attention. One mid-morning, I was sitting at our dining table writing when I noticed a small bird perched on the stair rail outside. It was not doing anything remarkable. It simply…