Those who live at the edge of the earth stand in awe of your wonders. From where the sun sets to where the sun rises, you inspire shouts of joy! Psalm 65: 8

I am blessed, here, where I live. Listening to the quiet of morning brightness and night’s sleepy echoes, near the West Shoreline of Florida.  I can look out from my lanai and see the splendor of the night sky running to greet me.  And when I awaken, the lazy morning sun pours down on me as I listen to the grass grow ~ and I know that all peace reigns in my corner of the world

Thank you, Dear Lord, that you are but a prayer away…that you hear us when we call…and that sometimes, when we are too weak to verbalize a request or statement, you hear us when we are silent, just seeking your presence, just whispering your name.  Thank you, Lord, with my heart filled with gratitude.





A poem of peace and God’s quiet assurance


Listen to the Quiet…

I love this moment in time ~

Weeping willows dancing in sweet abandon

against an azure sky

Tomorrow will wait…

An oriole walks on the grass to my porch

and chirps a song

written just for me –

This moment knows no sorrow

Raindrops trickle down my cheeks and

hush speaks sleep to the pond

Listen to the sweet, sweet sound of silence –

No cares – no strife

Not here

during this moment of quiet splendor…

Only Jesus – only sunshine –  a cool breeze

Sunshine and dew drops and peace….

At this moment in time…

Listen to the Quiet…

He is everywhere.


copyright 10/2012 Carol Castagna


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