The paddocks were devastated by drought and bushfire. The heart-broken man walked his lifeless property. All his cattle had perished. His wife and children had relocated to the city. He wondered if they could ever rebuild the remnants of their lives. He looked up into the cloudless blindingly blue sky.
Suddenly a bird flew across. It was whistling. Almost like it serenaded the day.
It did not linger but flew back to the small cluster of trees in the far, far distance.
As it flew overhead, a single white feather floated down and settled on the brown, scarred earth.
The words I will make everything beautiful again in its time. came into his mind.
He picked up the feather, put it in his pocket.
One day in the library he laminated it and placed it in his bible.
This precious bible and its bookmark remains throughout all the current sorrows and crises as an enduring reminder.
It marks the ancient reflection written in eccs.3 v 11.God has made everything beautiful in its time.
The Promises of Jesus in our day are restoration and healing. In HIM now indeed all things will ONE day be everlastingly beautiful.
It became Jack’s TRUTH.
It is ours too!
Blessings! You are loved!
I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions.
I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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