Wind Chimes

“He makes the wind His messenger…” Psalm 104:4

It’s 3:10am, and a strong wind has invited me to our balcony that overlooks the woods. Though the trees have yet to bare their leaves, they welcomed their old unseen friend, by the gentle clapping of their branches together…as if they were having a merry conversation, a song of sorts.

I, (along with the rest of the night sounds of crickets, owls, and frogs) had become quietly captivated by the rhythm of their chimes.

And my mind was lulled to Peace.

For a moment, I wasn’t sure if I had fallen asleep, because I began to hear someone talking softly, lovingly…and personal.

“Be still…”