all the quiet messengers

if you want to hear the robin’s first song

layered in the dawn chorus

you have to be willing to wake up

before the rest of the world, you have to be willing to leave

the country of your rest

—your eyes still sleep-soft and trusting

it will find its way into the world

whether you are there, or not

whether you are ready, or not

songs always do, especially ones that carry truth

if you want to hear the owl’s feathered prophecies

smoke-shifting across all the rooftops

covering all the slumbering bodies

slipping into the unexplored wonder of a dream-world

then you have to be willing to keep your eyes and ears open

in the darkness, perhaps, despite the darkness

this is how it is

everything asks for something in return

everything vies for your attention

and you are the curious mammal body that gets to choose

—that gets to say yes, or no

but also, there is the silence, always the silence

how it waits for you to seek it

how it waits for you to choose it, as if it were the Lover

and you the thirsty beloved

oh, here it is, here it is!

the quiet presence of all the messengers

hoping to catch your eye, hoping for just a glimpse

of the great hunger within you

the brave, and foolish, willingness to ask God

for the next dance.

© liezel graham 2024

{ roadside beauty, Scotland}

Aah, it has been a while! I am well, and my people are well, thank you for your prayers and kind words!

It has been one of those seasons, albeit short, that has brought much to the light and to the Light. I am shown how much just being quiet, and away from social media, brings me life and peace.

It is a tricky thing to negotiate in our times… social media and the internet. It bring so much right into our inner lives. Good and bad.

There is this space where I am able to share my words and my stitchings with anybody who chooses to stop and listen, but it also brings with it a never-ending stream of, often disjointed, thoughts and opinions and ‘ragings’ by others who are trying to find a place for their opinions and thoughts, too.

This morning I was sitting in the lounge just quietly praying and the thought came to me how very, very important our words are. Now, you might realise that this is something I already write about so much because God has shown me this so often, but sometimes I don’t listen too well and God has to show me again and again.

Sometimes that means that I am forced to be withdrawn from my ‘usual’ life and routine. Being ill these last few weeks allowed me to see so much.

Our words are so important. If we bring them to God in prayer and we believe that they are brougth to God immediately… straight into His presence, then we must know that what we say holds weight. That means ALL our words hold weight. Everything we say, and think, matters, because it has power.

What we say about others, therefore, matters. The words hold power.

And I am so cautious to add to the never-ending stream of words that we are bombarded with. I don’t want to add anything that will detract from God. I don’t want to add anything that does not have LIFE in it.

I want to slow down and narrow my focus.

I am going to give some things up, so that I have more time to do what I am meant to do, so that I can share what I am meant to share.

This is it. We have one short life. God calls to me from everywhere and I am listening for His voice and calling back.

Sending you so much love today!

liezel