Are two doves helping me to see more clearly… or inspiring an old man’s foolish imagination?
I read an inspirational saying in a post titled, In Solitude We See More Clearly.
“In solitude, we see more clearly. Alone, in moments of prayer or meditation or simply in stillness, we breathe more deeply, see more fully, hear more keenly. We notice more and, in the process, we return to what is sacred.”
The Purpose of This Post
Is to share a personal interest thought, and an ancient proverb I had this morning about two doves sitting on the bird water bath in my backyard seemingly staring at me of a long time.
The preparations of the heart belong to man, But the answer of the tongue is from the LORD. (Proverb 16:1)
The sense of these words, according to our version, depends upon the next clause, and the meaning of the whole is, that a man can neither think nor speak without God: the “orderings” or “marshaling of the heart” (a), as it may be rendered; that is, of the thoughts of the heart, which are generally irregular and confused;
What’s My Point?
Seventy-five years ago, by older brother was a pigeon fancier.7 Unfortunately, we lived in an apartment and the owner told our mother to either get rid of the pigeons or move. My brother lost the argument to move. Sadly, one day my “always in charge” grandmother came over, the pigeons disappeared, and she served us Squab for dinner that night, that no would eat …for some reason.
My brother later married and kept two doves as pets in a cage in his home.
Ever since I retired, I enjoy feeding birds and watching them share the seeds and water in the early morning.
My brother and I were close and even though he passed away over a decade ago. I still think about him from time to time as most people probably do about close acquainta⁸nces in life that have passed away.
In the past couple of weeks, for some reason two doves, not pigeons, are now feeding in my backyard. Doves or pigeons are not common birds in the area I live.
I surmise, someone had them as pets and released or they escaped from the owners.
When I now see the doves I often think about my older brother and that horrible day my grandmother came over and served us Squab.
However, I can’t help but wonder, how is it that the two doves, same as he kept in his home, have now appeared in my back yard?
In My Opinion
I have decided to relate the above proverb which seems to have become my writing hobby.
And the doves, perhaps sent to me to inspire my imagination this Sunday morning while I sit in the early morning…” In solitude, we see more clearly. Alone, in moments of prayer or meditation or simply in stillness, we breathe more deeply, see more fully, hear more keenly. We notice more and, in the process, we return to what is sacred.
A “marshalling of the heart” or…” are two doves inspiring an old man’s foolish imagination.”
Regards and goodwill blogging.
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