January 12, 2022
“But their minds were made dull, for to this day, the same veil remains when the covenant is read.” 2 Corinthians 3:13
I didn’t realize that I stopped hearing the sound of roosters and chickens in the morning when we moved from Hawaii to the mainland. And then this morning, the first thing I heard when I stepped outside was the sound of a rooster crowing. It sounded familiar, like home, I suppose. And no, I am not staying on a farm, or in a rural area, but in the middle of Waikiki, a part of the city of Honolulu.
When I first moved to rural Hana, it took some time to make peace with the roosters. There was a whole flock of them living in the church cemetery, about 10 yards away from my bedroom window. They would begin their crowing around 4 am, apparently unaware that the sun wasn’t going to rise for two more hours. They would flap their wings vigorously before crowing. For the first few weeks, the flapping woke me up just in time to dread the coming crowing.
But after time passed, their noise became part of the background, and I would roll over and go back to sleep. The same thing happens to my spirit. I get used to a bothersome thought or unhealthy behavior. Before long I simply ignore the distress in my soul until God wakes me up.
Listening this morning to what God is telling me. ~ Anne