Isaiah 33:2-6
At the noise of the tumult the people fled: at the lifting up of thyself the nations were scattered.
Today the journey admist the tumult continues. Arising in the calm,still quiet of morning.
"Is what you have to say more interesting than silence?"
In my chatter, in my loud thoughts, vanity prevails. Thoughts of things material. Thoughts of things physical,carnal.
To quiet the mind, to lessen the endless words. Today I venture forth and practice the presence of stillness. Waiting upon the strong arm to deliver in the morning, my salvation in the time of trouble.
May your day find you seeking the still, small voice.
A time exposure on baya that captured what looks to be light people crossing in a hurry. I think the affect works. Taken with the Canon A540.
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