Taken of the steeples from two of three churches in the tiny hamlet of East Palmyra, New York, it so well reminded me of my favorite childhood community. It’s a close-knit town which holds memories of many dear friends, and of the church and school where we grew up together. Living on farms nearby, my sister and I spent hours playing in the barns and fields, visiting with many friends, walking the fields and hills, and simply making untold special memories. Until… I was abruptly uprooted in the middle of fourth grade for a move with my family back to Clifton, New Jersey, the city where I was born, where my Dad grew up and his Dutch immigrant family had lived since the 1930s.
Though the community of East Palmyra is hidden from view by a foggy mist swirling amongst the trees, you can sense the pulsing of life beneath the gray cover. With the morning’s awakening, life gently stirs and stretches from its night-time slumber. There’s a slower pace in a small close-knit community as compared to the larger bustling cities, and the hills surrounding the tiny town entice you to sit a while… to contemplate and reflect… to spend time talking with God… to watch the birds soar free without our load of frets and cares… and to contemplate life… all while considering the needs of those around us and what we can do to help meet those needs.
Take time to pause in your busy day, spend time talking and sharing with the Lord. “Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him…” (Psalm 37:7a) Get to know Him better. Even Jesus withdrew from the noisy crowds to be alone and pray. (Luke 5:16) Listen for His voice in the quiet of your heart… hear the birds softly chirping as a breeze gently sways the leaves… and, as the mist of the morning rises, let God’s love shine through to show you the way. “Be still, and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10a)
Linda A. Roorda
There’s a village life between the steeples
Hidden from view by mist among trees
Where time eases up and the pace slows down
Whispering gently, come pause and reflect.
The world rushes on chasing evermore
Dreams flying high like birds soaring free
Of places and things far beyond my ken
When simple pleasures would truly suffice.
Where slower rhythm is gently spoken
Not steeped in words but in beaming smiles
Pausing with care to shower with love
The passerby whose heart needs a lift.
Take time to ponder a world needing hope
Where peace is fleeting midst a harsher truth
And the rush of life with its frantic pace
Belies the needs tucked deep in the soul.
Take time to pause and contemplate
The meaning of life with value inherent
Reach out and touch someone’s heart today
Meet the world’s needs one gift at a time.
Hear the breeze whisper with God’s gentle voice,
Be still a while and share life with Me.
As hands like branches reach out to share joy
Let the mist rise as the Son shines through.
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"Poetic Devotions" offers faith-based poetry and everyday devotions of praise by Linda Roorda. See more at her site HERE