The Silence of an Easter morning

For me, Christmas Eves and Good Friday mornings have one thing in common. There's a silence, a peaceful silence that envelopes everything. In the preceding hours, there's a frantic rush to get to wherever people choose to spend these holidays.....and then, silence. It is quite fitting, seeing that this is exactly what the Bible tells us happened after Jesus died on the Cross. Silence. And then the earth started shaking.... It turned out to be the silence before the proverbial storm. But because of that day, we can now relish this silence and enjoy an inner everlasting peace despite our external circumstances. If we choose to believe. May this peace find you. Have a wonderful Easter everybody!

A Picture Speaks.....

I've been at a loss for words lately. So many thoughts criss-crossing like little intersecting footpaths in my mind. Each of them leaving indelible imprints on my consciousness - so many possibilities, so many options, so many probable outcomes. One thing remains certain. I choose to take the road less travelled.