Gift of Sound

'TIS THE SEASON! Especially during these holidays our daily lives can become crammed with busyness! So much to do! So little time!

STOP for just a moment and let's count our blessings! First, we'll thank God for loving us. Enough. Enough to give His only Son to purchase our salvation - making all things well with our soul!

LOOK and see the beauty all around us, and within us (We are, after all, created in His image!). We are humbly thankful for the gift of sight that we take for granted - until our vision begins to blur and dim!

LISTEN and cherish that still small voice as it reminds us, "Every good and perfect gift comes from the Father above!" And that includes our gift of hearing, for which we are eternally grateful! Yet, in our humanness, don't we at times fret over trivial noise - such as the outrageous clamor of birds visiting with each other just outside our bedroom window at four o'clock on a mid summer morning! Annoyed, yes, until we experience loss of that precious gift of sound...................

Heavenly Father~

Thank You for loving us unconditionally!

You bless us daily

with all we need,

and so much more than we deserve!

For all things

great and small

I do thank and praise You, God!

You knew us before our lives were formed.

Our present and our future

are in Your safe-keeping.

You have said the path of a righteous man

is ordered of the Lord.

You also said the fervent prayer

of the righteous availeth much.

So, Father,

I lift up to You beloved family members,

and dear friends,

as well as those unknown to me,

who have completely lost

~or are losing~

their gift of hearing.

O merciful Lord,

my heart is wrenched to shreds

to think that these dear ones

may one day fail to hear

the trill of the birds singing,

the music of stringed instruments,

and the many voices of those whom they love!

Lord, that which has been handed down

through generations past

we accept as Your permissive will.

Yet I cannot bear the thought

that the noisy traffic

of this road less traveled

could rattle their serenity of soul!

My fervent, but selfish, prayer

is that for each one

all things be made new ~

Now!

Today!

All the while remembering

You understand such selfishness.

Christ suffered and died for us,

alone,

agonizing,

"Father, if it be thy will

take this cup from me~

nevertheless,

not my will but thine be done."

So we bow to Your perfect will, Father.

And yet, Lord Jesus,

You also declared,

"By my stripes you are healed!"

Our hearts beat fast with hope

of Your miraculous work!

Perhaps this blessing may come

through the miracle of scientific technology!

"Lord, hasten the day!"

Our constant cry.

If this cup, however,

be not removed

I plead

Your Angel of Light

might

turn the sounds of their world

into joyful singing in the soul!

Uphold each one

with Your righteous right hand.

Illumine their courage and patience

with Your own.

Direct their steps.

Envelope them with

Your confidence,

Your peace,

Your safety.

Keep their thoughts

ringing clear and true!

Replace the emptiness

of silences that may come

with the melodious harmony of Your

Amazing Grace

and

Everlasting Love!

Above all else, Dear Lord ~

Savior and Redeemer,

Healer and Friend ~

I pray earnestly that

all may be well with their soul!

In Jesus' Name,

Amen.

~ By Mary Beatty ~