Turn on the joy!

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They ask me why I’m happy, I must I guess confess,

I have a tap within me that spouts forth when it’s pressed.

A fount of sparkling water that does not come from me,

The spirit of the highest that’s in my heart you see.

When troubles oft’ oppress me they merely squeeze the valve,

To set the water flowing that all my cares resolve.

You too can have a facet to channel in the joy,

It’s free just for the asking for every girl and boy.

The love that flows within then, can wash away the hate,

Empty out the garbage cans and flood it through the gate.

It surges through your being untill a smile comes forth

So let it run my dear ones and never turn it off!

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Press the pause button on life.

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Sometimes we just need to press the pause button and stop to take in life.

This happened to me yesterday morning. My usual cycle back between the lakes was feeling tedious. I felt myself unconsciously pushing to “get it over with”. Something wasn’t right. The route is glorious and the trees were all decked in gleaming new foliage (even on a dreary day which this was). It had to be me.

Instead of hasting home to get started on that ever present “to do” list I pulled over by a bench, propped my bicycle and sat gazing out over the still waters. Starting to chill I watched the birds (expert chillers!)

There was a small splash in the water. A moor hen was diving for food. Only then I realized what my beleaguered senses had been oblivious to. There was a chick on the lake, the first I’d noticed that year. As I watched, fascinated, the mother passed her wriggling prize on to the baby. I sat contemplating as the mother tirelessly bobbed down again and again providing the chick with a hearty breakfast.

It slowly dawned on me – this was the real world, the continuing one. Oblivious to our petty dealings nature continues its timeless rituals, there’s such peace in that.

(I didn’t have my camera along but this bing photo will give a close idea.)

 

Living Fountains

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A life filled with God’s spirit is like a fountain. It may turn and twist, swirl and flow, breaking forth sometimes in leaping cascades when channeled through a narrow place.

If your life has been through “narrow pipes” recently maybe it is so you can burst forth in leaping heights and shower many with your cool blessings,

Even constraints have their uses. The restricted flow and pressure forces them upward to burst forth in splendor!

(“Out of their belly shall flow living fountains!”)