Greetings Dear Reader,
Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are
important to get out. Usually I just
write them and put them in my journal folder.
I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.
There is a new silence in my life. It crept in last night unannounced and
without invitation. It is the silence of
a song that had become the companion of my solitude as I research and write.
It is in this silence that I find the waiting echoes of all
the noises I had blocked out with his simple song. Last evening my bird, Landroval died. This morning his early song was eerily absent
as I read my Bible and prayed.
Throughout the day his chirps and small attempts at speech were a cacophonous
absence. The echoes of other voices that
reach for me were louder and I had to fight harder to get through the day un-distracted.
He is so easily gone but not so easily missed. It seems foolish to feel so much over a bird
because it is too much and still not enough.
I am sure some of my other pent up pain is drifting out with his
loss. I am sure that I do not fully
understand the love the Father has for this tiny spark of his creation.
I do, however, feel the full depth of the love I have for
him, his song, and the conversations we shared.
The silence in the corner will have lease for a time. In this I must not fail to see the outworking
of all things to eventual good. This
loss will make me a better follower if I allow it to do so.
One cannot control the things one would. One does not always get to say goodbye. One can always say, “May your eyries receive
you at your journey’s end.”
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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