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The Tale of the Storm Thrush (or, How to Rebuild a Ruined Nest)
Afflicted one, storm-tossed, and not comforted, behold, I will set your stones in antimony, and I will lay your foundations with sapphires. Moreover, I will make your battlements of rubies, and your gates of crystal, and your entire wall of precious stones. Isaiah 54:11-12 There is a fat-bellied bird in Britain who has two names. Ornithologists call him a Mistle Thrush, but in the countryside where he is often seen, he is known as the Storm Thrush because of his tendency to sing in the midst of strong winds. A story is told about a poet who was awakened in the night, not by the fierce storm that ravaged outside, for indeed it was enough to wake the deepest sleeper, but by a rich and… Read More
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Even the Sparrow
[caption id="attachment_4106" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God. Blessed are those who dwell in your house, ever singing your praise! Psalm 84:3-4[/caption] Be quiet, O heart, O stubborn heart! Cease your troubled thunder. Hush now, heart, Compose yourself, Discern the song of silence. Can you hear the tinkling melody of swallows? The birds are not worried. Among the olive trees They dance; Upon branches sparkling with diamond raindrops They drink Water from heaven. To and fro, They journey; With songs of gratitude They delight In the food that is given. The doves… Read More