“The mind is willing but the body is weak.” You already heard it couple of times. Here I’m not explaining about it. It’s just a phrase, for many.
There is an old Mango tree nearby. Birds resting on its branches are a common sight. I envy them a lot. Straight to my window was their resting place. When they are in chirping mood, it was a pleasant sight. More than that, they take rest in the branches from the scorching heat of the sun in noontime. They did not make noise nor do they disturb one another. They are observing quiet time, I would say. I’d love to join them.
I love loud music. The louder it became the more I enjoyed. But that was in the past. After a series of hospital visits and the surgical procedure followed by medication, life is different. My tolerance level changes. Many times I would like to elude myself from the noisy atmosphere of the metropolitan city, where I lived now. The melodious sound of the past became a loud noise in the ear.
After years of treatment, the body metabolism changes, this kept troubling normal life. It was refreshing to tune into soulful songs at times. The world now is full of innovative things for better living and enjoyment for the dwellers. Noise was much contained than earlier. Every small device produced noise, as it makes the owner kept excited.
With children, you need to talk and laugh more than being with adult person. Being at home, I spent most of my time with our children, and I love it. We fought hard to live up to each other’s expectations. We needed to play and dance to keep them engaged and happy. It keeps me active and alert.
In my younger days, I spent my time in the village, the country-side. There, we hardly had good sound devices. We were roaming in the quiet forest. Back then, we talked about life in Metro Cities with great excitement.
Now all things has changed. If there is a Bible and good books to read, I would want to escape in quiet place alone. But that was not possible at all. I’d love listening to the voice of God in the quietness of time. There are so many things that stole our thinking and time. May be that’s why quiet time was more important.
But quiet time alone, without God will serve no purpose. We are blessed to have God who is always with us, in sickness and in health!
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