28:23 ‘Listen and hear my voice; pay
attention and hear what I say.’
Hearing and
listening are central to the life of the disciple. Every morning and every day
we are called anew. In chapter 50 of Isaiah the prophet writes: ‘He wakens me
morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being instructed’.
We must
be ever ready to listen to those promptings, inspirations and insights that
arrive in moments of reflection, of quiet or even busyness. This requires
sensitivity and patience. Better to wait
than to rush to a forced conclusion. Often the answer to the logjam comes when
our minds are focussed on something other than the problem concerning us.
Go for a
walk. Look up and out. Listen to your heart within.
From a Distance
Julie
Gold
From a
distance the world looks blue and green
And the snow-capped mountains white
From a distance the ocean meets the stream
And the eagle takes to flight
From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land
It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace
It's the voice of every man
From a distance we all have enough
And no one is in need
There are no guns, no bombs, no diseases
No hungry mouths to feed
From a distance we are instruments
Marching in a common band
Playing songs of home, playing songs of peace
They're the songs of every man
God is watching us, God is watching us
God is watching us from a distance
From a distance you look like my friend
Even though we are at war
From a distance I can't comprehend
What all this war is for
From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land
It's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves
It's the heart of every man
It's the hope of hopes, It's the love of loves
It's the song of every man
And the snow-capped mountains white
From a distance the ocean meets the stream
And the eagle takes to flight
From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land
It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace
It's the voice of every man
From a distance we all have enough
And no one is in need
There are no guns, no bombs, no diseases
No hungry mouths to feed
From a distance we are instruments
Marching in a common band
Playing songs of home, playing songs of peace
They're the songs of every man
God is watching us, God is watching us
God is watching us from a distance
From a distance you look like my friend
Even though we are at war
From a distance I can't comprehend
What all this war is for
From a distance there is harmony
And it echoes through the land
It's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves
It's the heart of every man
It's the hope of hopes, It's the love of loves
It's the song of every man
#JourneyIsaiah
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