OK! What was she talking about?

I was musing over my last blog thinking folk will be wondering if I have completely lost it!

Let me explain, I belong to a small group of Christian Scribblers, I don't get together with them very much, no time! But when I do I generally manage to write some prose or verse etc.

Well, this time we had a kind invite by one of the Scribblers to her home, Brockworth Court. I don't know what I was expecting, but it most certainly was not to walk on thick oak floors where King Henry and his second wife Ann Boleyn had trod. I am known for an imagination that is often out of control but on this occasion it went off like a rocket with a bent stick! In, out and round about until we were given our project to write for thirty minutes on 'the first thing that struck me was........' There was to be no talking until the bell would ring thirty minutes later.

I couldn't climb the stairs, too excited, didn't want the garden just wanted to sit, anywhere but quickly.

I have had such a busy year so far, appointments of my making, appointments made by others, be here, be there, quick, gotta rush, look at the time, mind the traffic, look at the que's on and on. But on Wednesday I flew down the A46,  spun into the gravelled drive (five minutes late) leapt out of my car, grabbed my sandwiches and fell into the peace and tranquility of the late 1400,s give or take a year or two! So, I found myself in a small drawing room, a baby grand piano in the bay window, a few tasteful objects carefully placed here and there and looking quietly around the room, catching my breath, there was 'silence' at last!

So dear friends, (I only have a couple of followers! :-)) the previous blog is where I found myself that sunny day.  I hope you enjoy the read and now understand more re the sense of time and place that caused me to write as I did. It was a gift from God, an appointment I felt obliged to keep not expecting Him to be in the shadows.  I hope out of the quietness of your heart, when you settle down to simply be still, you hear the lovely voice of Jesus speaking to you too.
Wherever you are He is there, it often takes someone to tell me to stop before I actually do, and see what happens! So dear friend, how about it, stop and join the hallelujah chorus in the silence!