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We have all felt this feeling: The heavens are brass. If God is there I don't sense him at all. I believe, Lord help my unbelief.
I am supposed to hear the birds sing? I don't hear anything- the pain of life is just pounding in my ears.
So dear reader, let me talk to you. I am sobbing as I write this. Hearing the birds sing is not about waiting for a day when the clouds part and the sun is shining. If you have trouble, sometimes it does not go away. Parents of troubled children still must listen for the birds to sing. People with arthritis must still listen for the song of the bird. Get it straight in your mind and heart that the birds sing every day, regardless of what is going on.
Keep asking, keep praying, keep seeking, keep knocking. God is there. God IS there and the birds are singing. I am praying for you that you will find the joy, don't give up.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
2 comments:
Thank you friend for this advice and wisdom. Thank you for being human, and having a myriad of feelings like the rest of us. When Jesus wept, it was sheer love and compassion like you have for whomever your tears are streaming down for.
And this post is but one more example of why many of us will still be reading Jeff's blog every day, even when he's hundreds of miles away.
God bless you. God bless your day.
An additional comment. Maybe the reason the birds just keep singing is that they don't "toil or spin." We toil and spin around so much as humans, in this crazy world we live in.'
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God bless.
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