Noisy

It doesn't seem like there's too much silence anymore, no room to be at one with our Creator... to be able to enjoy only the call of His voice or to hear the music of the heaven's, the beautiful heavens. To feel as the angel's wing tips brush along our faces, to feel the softness... to feel the warmth of their intentions to guard us. To hear the things of majesty here upon the earth... the waterfalls so grand... the echo of a canyon wide as you say hi across its big expanse. To watch overhead as an eagle flies among the big blue skies... as a lion shakes his mane... as the mustangs run wild across the prairies. To walk amongst the trees as they whisper in the breeze about how all life is in His plan so precious. When there's laughter of children as they run an play during a bright and sunny day. Their parents or guardians smile a little at them while actually texting their lives away. Talking about all of the work they left undone.... about how they just can't go on. One can't help but hear the roar of the deafening traffic as you try to sit quietly inside your house. That sometimes superficial chat with each other that we all can be guilty of, instead going to a place which is inside ourselves where there is joy in silence. There are not many of nature's places left to go concerning man's careless ways of treating what things God has given us. Never mind that He gave us the life of His very own Son... so that we may have life and have it more abundantly. So why must we be so noisy and engage ourselves in much ado about nothing. What could be more beautiful and more fulfilling than to walk in silent joy... to know that we need to live outside our noisy lives and thoughts. To take hold of His hand and walk with Him on Earth and fly with Him through the Heaven's while enjoying everything that He has made... For all things can be beyond good and lovely if our thoughts and faith inside our minds and soul would simply let it be so. by S.E. Clark