After years of living where we live, it is surprising and startling that birdlife once hidden, now comes near our house. I did not see the bird but its call is loud like a trumpet blast.
I am familiar with the sound of the Whip-Bird and its duet with its mate. I heard it many times while walking forest trails as a young person. I have never heard it before outside my window.
I lay back and listened. It was a great opportunity to pray and welcome a new day.
The sound of the whip crack in this wild-bird call is passionate and urgent in its refrain. Wake UP!
May be ‘cracking a whip’ is not our way to keep proclaiming the times in which we live but…………..
If a tiny bird has such a strident call that shakes the senses with its passion. Perhaps we too must be passionate about what we share about LOVE and HOPE and belief in the Coming Kingdom won for us at Calvary.
Let’s begin this new day by ‘cracking a whip’ of praise. Thank You Father in Heaven for my life!
Let’s continue with thanks for HIS Strength to Stand, then thank Him for HIS Presence with us as we get up and live today.
Thank you little visitor of vibrant life and passion. Small powerful WHIPBIRD!
Can you hear my whip crack? And, it’s not just my creaking knees.!
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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