ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

This painting shows how birds communicate. You can almost hear this one screeching to another hawk to warn them of oncoming danger. Yes, they do have a language all their own. Not in words that we know, but a complete vocabulary that speaks to their own species – helps them select a mate – warns of dangerous situations – calls for help – even uses his voice for comforting. Isn’t it great how God gave each creature – great and small – the ability to converse with those sounds emitting from their mouths?

No matter what language we use, we are also warned to think before we speak. Words spoken in anger will stay with us forever. They will affect those to whom they are spoken. We can’t erase them no matter how hard we try, but we certainly can ask for forgiveness for saying them. When we’re in danger, we cry out for help. When we’re searching for someone who is lost, their name is shouted out in hopes that they will be found. When we need a friend, a word of comfort, a hug, or just can’t find the right words, God is there to provide them. The Bible is the source of God’s voice. He speaks to us directly through His Word. There is no language barrier. Communication doesn’t always seem logical, but it’s supported by other words within the same book. It has been a number one seller for centuries. It’s been available to just about everyone through translations that fit the language. God breathed the words into the pens of His and gives them to us at no cost. What a blessing from God.

Psalm 91:1-6 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”  For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his pinions, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness is a shield and buckler. You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

I hear my Father’s loving voice in every single word,

He speaks them to me with wisdom, beyond what I have heard,

His voice rings true, His love does too, it will not be deterred,

His perfect plan is written there so we can be referred,

To God’s own paradise above, our souls will be conferred,

Because of His own precious Son, salvation has occurred.