Now listen. Are you listening?
God spoke to me twice yesterday. The first was a man's voice and best told face to face.
The second time was bees in a tree. In 1992 we transplanted flowering Arbor Society trees. Eighteen years later one Hawthorne is nearing twenty feet in height. It flowers each year. I was walking back to the house from my road garden on this quiet calm Sunday in June just before 7AM Eastern Daylight Time. I hear a buzz. Quickly I said, "bees in the tree.". And so it was. High above my head bumble bees forty, eighty, one hundred twenty, certainly drowned by cars at the road or any breeze. The buzz of bees in a tree was God's way of saying, "to hear Me conditions must be quiet and you must listen." The Sunday conditions were just right. Calm winds, light Sunday traffic and I was willing to stop turn around and go back to listen.
My dad enjoyed visiting. That means sitting and taking all the time it takes to talk and to listen. Taking all the time it takes to listen and to talk. Happy Father's Day.
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