Walking through a wood, listening to and watching the nuances that color its sylvan voice, is like observing a soliloquist on stage. Though present, we remain distant, observing from a position of safety. Affairs of life slip into restful slumber, senses breathe again, clarity emerges. Perhaps you will experience something similar in reading the reflections of my wanderings. Perhaps you will find it a sort of sylvan soliloquy that helps you make sense of your own story.
syl • van
syl • van : of, relating to, or characteristic of the woods or forest
Monday, December 3, 2012
My Provider
After a discussion yesterday on the desire/need God plants in males to provide & protect, I realized God Himself has that same desire/need with the expectation that we, in turn, gladly receive. Here is a short quote from Andrew Murray: "Just as this is the very place and nature of God, to be unceasingly the supplier of every want in the creature, so the very place and nature of the creature is nothing but this -- to wait upon God and receive from Him what He alone can give, what He delights to give."
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