Birds

I was driving tonight about 20 minutes before the sun set. I was just driving, listening to music, going to get some food. I happened to be going toward the setting sun and noticed how pretty it was. In Colorado, the sunsets behind the mountains usually have a lot less color than the Michigan sunsets on the beach. But they are still beautiful with their different patterns of light coming through the clouds. Tonight, it was such a simple beauty. Clouds were covering the entire sunset, but the actual sun was visible through them. Like a hole in a blanket. I was a little stressed from the day but when I saw the sun setting behind the clouds and a flock of birds flying towards it, right into the ray of light, all of a sudden everything was so peaceful. It was like all my cares and worry flooded out and I was completely fine. "At peace" is the only way I can describe it. I wish I hadn't been driving so that I could just sit and watch the birds fly into the light. I looked away for only a few seconds and when I glanced back, the birds were gone. Completely disapeared like they were never there. I know they were birds and they were flying, but I couldn't find them anywhere in the sky. It was weird. Then I stopped at a light. I happened to look over at the sunset again and saw a single bird sitting on a telephone wire right in the middle of the circle of the sun. Would have been a gorgeous picture. Enjoy the little things.

"Wait" by Russell Kelfer

This subject has been on my mind lately (for a long time actually) and it's definitely what I needed to read (and will need to continue reading).


Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate…
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”
“Wait? You say wait?” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked and I’m claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance and you tell me to wait?
I need a ‘yes’, a go ahead sign.
Or even a ‘no’, to which I’ll resign.
You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe, (Mt. 7:7-8)
We need but ask, and we shall receive.
Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply.” (Is. 49:8)
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…for what?”
He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine…
And He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the Heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause the mountains to run. (Ps. 121)
I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair.
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.
You’d never know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that my grace is sufficient for thee. (2 Cor. 12:9)
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.
So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know Me.
And though oft my answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still, ‘wait.’”