My Lord, for all of our morning prayer together (for in prayer I am already WITH You,
so it is OUR prayer, Lord: our talking with one another), I have heard an assortment of
birds outside the window. Even one which sounded like a chicken! For this cold February
morning, Lord, I think Your birds think it is Spring! For so profusely did their sound
fill the morning air. And as I have come here to recollect myself in You, my Jesus, there
were yet two remaining birds, like crows, my Lord. Cawing a message from one to the other.
The nearest seemed the leader. For the other would answer. A message was being sent, my
Lord. Recognizable by the pattern of the caws and the response. And the ‘speech’
of these birds has led them to one another. For the ‘leader’ has left to follow
the one which had been replying. And somewhere they are now together, at least. And Lord,
I apologize for filling our time with a discussion of birds. But they seemed so very
OBVIOUS, Lord. That I thought I should take note. That perhaps You were speaking or
teaching me through the sounds and the life of Your birds. Amen.!!
Daughter, hear them. For they continue their song, do they not? (Yes, Lord, I hear
them.) Where do they go? To do My Will? To be in Me? As I would have them? Or only where
they would choose to go? Following one another as distraction from Me?
I ask you, children, to discern all you hear. Do not accept as gospel that which has
not poured forth from My Lips. For the leader follows the pupil, yes. But the leader can
be lost as well. What are you hearing? How will you accept it? Or will you deny it? Or
will you follow it? And where shall it take you? Does it take you to Me? To a fuller Love
of Me? Do you grow from what you hear? Or do you decide to cut off your own growth?
Humanity can be very deceptive at times. For the words which are followed are those
pleasing to ears. But damaging to minds. Oh—My little lambs, I would long to cast a
moment of silence upon you. For My Silence to blanket this world. That for one brief
moment, Truth would prevail as the only audible Tone. But alas, the technology which
prevails is one of noise. To fill the air and to drown out the Whispers of your God among
you.
And so, I speak louder and I am here. Speaking the louder to My children. My family. My
sisters and brothers and mothers and fathers. My leaders. My teachers: I speak, ALL, to
you. To this, the very world. Mine. Do you hear Me? I have asked this before! Follow MY
Voice as I call to you. Let me hear your sweet response. And I shall find you. And we
shall be: one to the other. One. One. One to the other. Be truthful and discern. My world
is filled with Silence. Find it in your life. For it is here I would speak to you. Here in
the clarity of your heart! Yes, I speak today of Silence, of its value in your heart.
Amen.
Amen, Jesus, Amen. And Jesus? Keep Your birds warm on this cold winter morn. Amen.
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(HEB. 13:15--17,20--21; PS.23; MK. 6:30--34)
With Love, in the Two Hearts,
His Sarah