The invitation, to sit quietly with Me, goes out to you, every day, in so many different ways. It is held in the song of the bird. It is held in the flutter of the leaves, of the tree. It held in the buzzing, and the movement, of the bee. It is […]Continue Reading...
If I call you into the desert, there is a reason. If I call you to the ocean, there is a reason. If I call you to the mountaintop, there is a reason. If I call you to the inner-city, there is a reason. If I call you to another country, there […]Continue Reading...
The lamb knows the call, the sound, of its parent, and finds comfort, therein. So too, do the birds, of the air, the fish, in the water, a child, with its parent. My children, know, My Call, know, My Sound, feel, The Stirring, and find comfort, therein. And The Holy Spirit says: […]Continue Reading...
You will recognize The Voice, when you hear the call. And, upon this day of recognition, there will be no doubt. Then, with no doubt, walk toward The Voice, toward the call, and soon you will see, and know it all, even that which had once evaded your vision, evaded your ears. […]Continue Reading...
Neither the mother wren, nor the father wren, will push the baby wren from the nest, until it is time, and the fledgling is ready to fly. Then, and only then, will they nudge and prod, until, at last, there is the flight. And I will not call you forth, until it […]Continue Reading...