Quiet A Little While

 

No clicking or clattering

No fancy pen dipping in antique inkwell

No ideas budding into Spring

All is dormant

Peaceful, quiet as the wintry garden outside

Just as trees have gathered life down deep under frozen landscape

so too this soul feels drawn to hibernate

Be still...

Be still and know...

Know

To everything there is a season.

Now is time to come away.
Dream. Ruminate.

Rest. Be still. Know.

Spring will come.
And new life...

New words too.


Quiet for a little while...

Brenda
xox

Graphic: AntiqueClipart.com

When The Darkness Creeps In

 

I've had the darkness creeping in a lot of late. And not just because it's winter and we're in the shortest light season of the year.

I find it takes much work to stay happy for some reason. The pressures of life do willfully tread on my heart.

But the One who knows those same pressures from personal experience reminds me often not to let the cares and anxieties of this world choke out the words of eternal life that spring up in my heart... and I become still and quiet.

Sometimes, I see myself sitting near Him in a quiet, peaceful spot -- He holds my hand and just being with Him comforts and encourages me.

I wish you encouragement about your own lives, dear friends. And grace for every footprint you must make today and this week. Arise, shine, for your Light has come and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you.

With a gentle kiss atop thy heads,
Brenda
xox

 Photos:  (c) Brenda Leyland, 2014