Having opened the french doors, fresh early morning air drifts indoors as I sit in the Living room recliner taking in the mild 72 degree temperature. A beautiful day for LIFE. Calling in the sheep, I could hear the church bells ringing from a neighborhood building easily recognized when you see it as a long standing christian place of worship built in the 1800's. The donging consistently echos a vibrating sound through the air waves comforting my weary soul. My church service today will be at HOME as I am weak with no strength to travel to a place of worship. I am weak and have no strength to even put my day clothing on so I sit here swaddled in my old pink housecoat that needs replaced due to wear and tear.
One of my dearest friends that stays near to me is this ole housecoat so I cannot turn loose of this comfortable fellowship.
When God opens your eyes, the ears of the soul open as well hearing a more excellent tune. Comforted by truth. Living a more excellent way requires change doing LIFE God's way. A satisfaction follows when living right. Contentment blossoms springing forth by products of peace and good will.
Demonic forces are known in the Bible as the devil himself has lordship over the air waves. He has competition today in this small town as every Sunday the heavy metal bells ring faithfully. Tried and true for the call of righteousness comes through known by living a godly life with Christ as savior and personal Lord. Spirit filled living in this small town by being faithful as a child of God. The sound of the bells awakens thoughts of a blessed LIFE here. I dare not give evil forces an advantage over me as I have no need for them. I want nothing they have to offer which is inferior to God's truth. The way of the world be gone.
Hearing the sound of my Husband digging in the ground with a shovel planting newly purchased plants to enhance our yard encourages me to just hang on a little longer. He has been relocating some plants as well before the heat of the day hits HOME. As he works, the blowing breeze rustles the tree leaves serenading the ones who listens.
I failed in my quest for why I was born by not spending more time in the out of doors listening to nature's sounds along the way of LIFE slowing down to smell the roses while marveling at the beauty of the delicate flower with such fragrance. I failed by not taking more time to walk among God's beautiful flower gardens with breath taking sights and sounds. I failed, but am still alive to change my agenda. I must slow down to be nourished and refreshed. I can sit to look and smell. He makes me to lie down in green pastures. He restores my soul.
Reading once that the lamb of GOD which is Christ JESUS, the MESSIAH, slowed down stopping completely to hang on the cross. With arms wide open embracing the nails He slowed down to hang on the cross dying to take care of all the elements finishing the greatest work of It-Is-Finished.
Small birds chirp in the cool of the morning as a gentle breeze brushes through the branches of the Maple tree causing the seeds of this particular tree to freely fly through the air onto adventures elsewhere to start new trees throughout this blessed community. Playfully swirling about like miniature helicopters destine to fly in the breeze with swishing sounds of the leaves proving that wind does exist. The breath of heaven present.
The sun barely shining, this particular Sunday has come into existence to be my day of rest. I am weary and will do little so my body and mind has some time to be refreshed as it is badly needed after a very physical week of gathering items and personally handling each piece taking issues to be rid of them. I am reminded that I do not want clutter in my world or HOME, garage, basement. I don't mind having so much as long as the items have their position of order in neatly staged locations. One's clutter is another opportunity to redirect the chaos turning it into organized design and beauty throughout the HOME.
Successful week-end in being rid of much. I will breathe easier and rejoice when the entire house is set free once again of out of place clutter.
Knowing that indoor dust breeds fuzzy balls making messes in the HOME. By having a newly dusted HOME provides a sort of birth control for these dust bunnies that forever find their way under the beds. Lying on the wood floors gathering colonies are families of fuzz. Dust bunnies breeding like rabbits does not help my allergies. A cleaner HOME is healthier for people as it helps combat issues contributing to ill health.
Outside I hear chirping birds making lyrical sounds while they sit in high places on the huge tree branches in our side yard. Shady location for some of God's most admired creatures. Small birds from a variety of tiny sweet tweets. These tiny blessings are present today.
The tree's branches are covered with healthy lush green leaves that hide the spirited songsters. Harmoniously, their orchestra blends the surrounding tunes to inspire me to sit back and listen to the sounds of small town america.
The week-end sounds of whirring lawn mowers and weed eaters has not begun yet, but they will like clock work as the day advances. A few trains will blast through the town and automobiles will rattle by as I wish I were in a country garden away from the hustle and bustle of transportation that has it's place in the world having dominion over the hush of silence that the country would provide. Noise pollution is more prevalent in cities. Small towns are on a smaller scale which I prefer to city stimulation.
My small slice of quiet is right here where I sit resting to be refreshed and brought back to life amongst the tiny blessings in my trees. I have no desire to be busy today as I have not the strength or the will power to be energetic.
Vibrant will have to come along later as I am beyond tired.
My 'ole body needs renewed,
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