Time Well Spent
- Christine Wallace

- Jun 23
- 1 min read

Walking down the leafy lane
She noticed the quiet.
She stopped
Listened.
There was actually so much sound.
Not noise
Sound.
The thrush twittering.
The blackbird calling.
Even the sheep were bleating.
She stopped further along.
Then sat on a large flat grey boulder.
She listened.
Nature was just doing its thing.
She laughed at the lamb dancing on its mother’s back.
The bumble bees humming.
While flitting from flower to flower.
The hover fly looked as if it were choosing a specific flower.
In the distance, she could hear children laughing.
A dog barked.
No stress.
Just quiet.
“Father God”, she asked out loud.
“Did you do this on purpose?”
“Perhaps,” He replied, laughing.
“Perhaps?” she queried.
“I designed you to spend time with Me in the cool of the day”
“But you forgot.”
Her heart hurt.
She was so sad.
“Sorry, I didn’t know.” She whispered.
“But I won’t forget again.”
In the quiet, Father God wrapped her in his love again.
She sighed.
“Thank You.” She whispered.
“Let’s do it again soon. “He replied
“Yes, let's.” She smiled content and refreshed.






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