It has been a long storm!
And it is a storm that promises to be longer still.
The refuge and solace we find in in bird song, flowers, earthly smells and floral fragrances are all combined into a consecrated security blanket designed from the beginning of creation as the panacea of all spiritual ills.
To see His hand evident in it all, is to know that our refuge from the storm is in Him. It is His whispers through the sights and sounds of creation that provide the wings of shelter for our soul where we can rest and renew our strength.
From here, during the brief lulls in the deluge of destruction, we can call out our Praises and awaken the dawn from the darkness. From beneath the shadows of His wings, we can find wings of our own and with words from His wilderness, sing praises to Him among the nations!
“Awake my soul … That I may awaken the dawn.” Psalm 57
