He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds
Beautiful Jesus gives me a wondrous gift each year. Sent in love she is; every spring, the dove’s gentle cooing brings joy to my heart. Long wintertime ceases and she brings her sweet song shortly after the daffodils start dancing amongst soft gentle breezes, heralding the beginning of new life.
This year was no different. Her soft voice spoke to my heart as does the gentle Dove of God, the cherished Holy Spirit. Once more, her cooing slowly penetrated into my consciousness as we began experiencing soft, flower-scented days.
One day, I noticed her voice quite near; in the walnut tree that shades my bedroom. Within a few more days, I heard her fluttering, with song-like wings, across my deck. Back and forth she went, for days, seemingly experiencing no rest.
And then…God spoke. He whispered that He had caused this reminder from His beloved creation. He tenderly shared that, I had no rest in my heart. As the dove fluttered back and forth, the gentle Dove of God was fluttering over me; fretful at the sorrow in my heart…
The aching heart of one, whose soul has been broken, battered, bruised….
The dove stopped fluttering across my deck the other day. Once again, I only heard her gentle cooing.
And then…God spoke again….reassuring, comforting, holding me close to His breast. The fluttering of His precious Spirit will soon stop fluttering over my broken heart as His tender touch begins to bring His healing balm to my wounded ness.
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Such was the sorrow of my heart when I lost my husband several years ago.
My story has been…His story…laced within my frailty; a woman often fearful, weak, wounded. My story has been as the silver ice-skating champions portrayed last winter; alternating between exquisite romance with Jesus and at other times feeling as if I am being tossed…to the utmost of my endurance; my hand slipping from His, yet His hand never letting go of mine.
When my heart is not wanting to flee from Him, for the pain He allows, it is all aflame…passionate, alive, He being irresistible to me.
We laugh together; we cry together and He speaks through glorious nature to my oft-hungering heart, for I live in a glorious land of lakes glistening, shimmering rivers and fields dancing with golden poppies and sweet lupine.
Oh, and did I tell you of the woodpecker clinging to my walnut tree as an early winter storm caught him by surprise? He clung bravely to the tree while winds swirled around him and dear Jesus whispered again “you are so brave my darling” to me…
No wonder I love Him; what a charmer He is!
We are in transition these days. I sense something new, exciting, vibrant; I can all but taste it and it is oh, so sweet and lovely.
And such is a wee bit about me.
Really, I am quite simple. I have learned the language of love through my online friends; the joy of giving; Jesus wrapped up in pictures of my roses; sent to my girlfriends to bring a bit of sweetness. And I have learned that all need just a small touch of kindness; a gentle word, a tender smile an empathetic card, a daily prayer; breathed for them to the God I love so dearly.
By, Virginia
Scripture Reference: Psalm 147:3
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Holley Gerth says
Doves always remind me of my grandparents because they would be cooing as I woke up at their house as a child. My Nana is in heaven now and the sound of a dove gives me comfort. I love how God uses the world He made to continually come into our daily world, our hearts.
Virginia says
Yes, He speaks so much through His creation. What gifts He brings our way to help us “see” Him! I am grateful that He uses them to bring comfort to your heart!
Thank you so much for your comment, Holley!
Jenni Saake "InfertilityMom" says
Your post reminds me of an old song…
“I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses. And the voice I hear, as He draws me near, the Son of God composes. And He walks with me and He talks with me. And He tells me I am His own. And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known…”
Virginia says
Yes! That is wonderful! Thank you for that, Jenni!
I was a Christian for over 20 years before I started “hearing” His speaking voice ~ Now it is the treasure I love so very, very much and we are working together on my hearing Him more throughout the day ~
God bless you!
Sandra says
This was so neat to read. God speaks to us through nature, and many otherways. We have to learn to listen. Thank you
Jayne Robinson says
What a wonderful writer you are!!! This was so lovely and I love it when Jesus whispers to you “You are so brave!” Thanks so much Virginia for blessing us with this!!
Virginia says
Dearest Sandra,
Thank you, kind heart, for your encouragement! I love His speaking voice! Yes, you are so correct, we have to learn to listen ~ it takes discipline…something I am only finally beginning to appreciate ~
Jayne! And…look who is here! My adorable Jayne! Thank you, darling for visiting today! You, indeed make my day! I have known Jayne for a long time now on fb and she is such an encouragement to me! Thank you for your kind words!!!!!
Lis says
You are an amazing writer.
God bless you on your journey.
Virginia says
Thank you, Lis! So much!
I am putting together my memoir. It has died in my heart three times but keeps getting resurrected somehow, someway…your comments so encourage me!
Betty says
This is so beautiful, Virginia!….just as I knew it would be. Thank you for being such an inspiration to me, and continued success on writing your memoir.
Virginia says
Oh, dear Betty, thank you my so-kind friend! You are such an encouragement to me and you will never know how much it means to me!
God bless you, sweet sister! I love you!
Jami Kastner says
May God continue to gently remind you of His presence every single day. Thank you for this peek inside your world. It caused a catch in my heart and inspired me.
Virginia says
Oh, dear Jami,
I just found your reply! I am so sorry, it did not come through in my E-mail 🙁
I am so grateful if dear Jesus caught you a wee bit through it; thank you for sharing that with me!
My greatest longing is that we all would draw closer to His priceless heart!
Thank you, again, for taking the time to respond to me! It was a discouraging week but you give me courage to continue on 🙂 God bless you!