Good morning…
As I let our little dog outside in the middle of this cold, dark night, my ears breathe in the music of our loudly dancing windchimes. Unseen. Untethered. Uncontrollable. The mystery of Movement plays all around me. My mind drifts to thoughts of yesterdays and yesteryears. I call to mind my music; it keeps me company at night. Together with my heart I contemplate; my spirit searches, wondering, questioning (Psalm 77:5-6, VOICE).
Coming back inside to cozy beneath a blanket, I feel drawn to return to the gentle words shared by a first-timer following our first Friday class.
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😊……….after the gathering musing
As I can hear my windchimes in the background………….
I thought
Isn’t it lovely
How God takes the flow
Of the Wind
To bump the chimes together
And make beautiful music
Just like he takes people
Who are going “thru” something
And he “bumps us” together
To make beautiful supportive music
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As this new semester begins, I am grateful for the unstoppable Wind who “bumps us” together as we go “thru” our own personal something.
I whisper our deepest prayer: Put Your strength, Eternal One, on display for all to see; we will sing and make music of Your mighty power (Psalm 21:13, VOICE).
…Sue…
