Selah Season
It’s late August, and there are some hot days yet ahead. The heating system of the earth has gotten the word. It is time to start down shifting to lower temperatures. Such orders are clearly understood by Mr. Summer. He has to share the climate stage with Miss Autumn.
Standing ready for their commanding orders are the weeds and the seeds.
Flowers and trees are listening, as are beautiful birds and honey bees.
Ants and squirrels gather and store their harvest, but continue to feed.
Nature’s bells slowly ring as summer’s Season begins to recline and recede.
I whisper a prayer about our many creeds, selfish deeds, and our greed.
May we pause and calm ourselves like the creatures and trees of nature.
May we fine tune our hearts and open our ears to hear that clarion sound.
May we respond to Creation’s King, and experience a ‘Selah Season’*
08252016 cj PS (*Selah, a Hebrew word indicating a musical pause)
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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