Arriving daffodils will make no sound, . . .

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“Arriving daffodils will make no sound,
will blow no trumpets…
Beauty returns to Earth, devoid of noise,
devoid of clamor. Now it lifts its head
epitome of stillness and of poise
and in unbroken silence all is said.”

~ Fanny De Groot Hastings

~ Image by Sarah Cuttle
Text & image source: The Garden Of Pensiveness https://web.facebook.com/The-Garden-Of-Pensiveness-367268523352486/

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Remaking Broken Friendships

Vancouver Visions

In my regular Bible readings, I find myself these days in the Book of Ezekiel, a gentleman I’ve always found myself to be quite fond of. Most of those Prophets had tough jobs, and I’ve always appreciated anyone who works hard…at whatever they do.

Well it seems that immediately after his encounter with the Lord (or as Ezekiel himself put it, after “the heavens were opened and I saw visions of God” [Ezekiel 1:1(b) NIV]), the encounter during which Ezekiel received his commission to be a Prophet, he was taken by the Spirit to the place where some of the exiles from Jerusalem were living. This was a place down by the Kebar River (“Chebar” in some translations) in Babylon, and this was the location at which his duties for the Lord were to begin.

Before Ezekiel actively began prophesying to the people of Israel down at the Kebar River…

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