Wayfarer's window!

Psalm 119;105 A little light is all we need, as we discover but one step at a time. enjoy;

Burdened by the load of my weaknesses, troubled by the turmoil within, overwhelmed by the sense of alienation from God's righteousness, I cried.  Healing came swiftly. Restoration came through the Holy Spirit inspired lyrics and music. "Blessings" by Laura Story lifted me up. Brought sunshine in the rain, brought healing in the pain.

Are we being so soft spoken that we have been missing the whole point? May be here are some of the answers.....

Felt like sharing this poem which came as a comment to my earlier post "Quietly". I believe the Spanish  original is even more beautiful.... It pleases me your silence because it is as though you are absent, and you hear me from afar, and my voice cannot touch you. It seems that your eyes had flown, and that a kiss had sealed your mouth. As all things are filled by my soul, you emerge from such things filled with my soul. Butterfly of dreams, you are like my soul and you are like the word melancholy. It pleases me that you're still and that it is like you are distant. It is as though you are saddened, butterfly of lullabies, and you hear me from afar, and my voice cannot reach you. Let me grow still with your silence, and let me speak to you with your silence; it is clear like a light, simple like a ring. You are as the night, silent and with eyes of stars. Your silence is like a star's, so far away and unadorned. It pleases me your silence because it is as th...

Another song by Sarah Groves caught my attention....it speaks of what I need to do well...wait!!!! here are the lyrics and the song.... "I'll Wait" I can't run with the horses If I can't keep up with men I can fight all these forces On my own and never win I can take it from here And have nowhere to go I could take it for years And have nothing to show I can work like the devil Build a tower to the sky I can work for my possessions Till they empty me of life I can build my own house And be building in vain I can plant a seed But I can't bring the rain I'll wait for you Now more than ever I see it's true Now more than ever I’ll wait for you now I can take my own vengeance Make a war of all my pain I can get my own insurance Find a way to lay the blame I can win the whole world And lose my own soul Holding on for dear life Spinning out of control I'll wait for you Now more than ever I see it's true Now more than ever I’ll wait for you now I ...

To my wife, You always knew it. Didn't you!!! I hope the church hasn't lost it!!!

Pranav Mistry brings the future closer to the present: where the digital world, bereft of computers, enters the real world. I think I had a sixth sense about that! Check it out:

I grew up in being quiet. Often lost in my own thoughts, preferring to be in my world, my room, my books, pictures, letters. I married an extrovert. gregarious, outgoing, tremendously loving and a "people person" person.When I would prefer to stay in, she would want to go out. When I wanted to reach in she would want to reach out.We understood each other. We always have. She reciprocated all that I wasn't, while I became  the "ying of her yang"! She taught me "the one who speaks, gets his wheat sold"! Tonight, listening to another introvert, I empathize with her words and thoughts. I agree. That is how I am made! Yet, one thought rises up above all others. The thought of "my wilderness". Tonight I am beginning to understand that my going out in the wilderness is not about being a recluse. It is about my "quiet time". My hour of conversation with "The Ruach". My time of delving deep into "The Word". A ti...

Is forty years a time to start hurrying? Sometimes, I feel there is so much still remaining for me to do. I become acutely aware of my own ticking biological clock. I get impatient to go ahead with the Lord's work in my life.  Surprisingly, God does not work that way. In my quiet time, He reveals that there is still a lot of ME that has to be dealt with. He seeks my heart, my plans, my efforts and my striving all to be surrendered, before He takes me away from this wilderness and places me in some certain corner of His grand master plan. Below are some of the conversations from my quiet time. Preamble 1: 40 years in the wilderness Deuteronomy 2:7  For the LORD thy God hath blessed thee in all the works of thy hand: he knoweth thy walking through this great wilderness: these forty years the LORD thy God hath been with thee; thou hast lacked nothing. Deuteronomy 8:2  And thou shalt remember all the way which the LORD thy God led thee these forty years in the wild...

a long day of travel, caught in another road in another state; amidst the clearing of the monsoon clouds, amidst a day of chaos with power failures across the land. yet, with a moment's beauty revealed at dusk; the rain filled rice fields reflecting the glorious sky, and pictures taken from a moving car; a bit tired...every bit spellbound!!!