i'm going to the peak tomorrow to have breakfast with mercedes, so much looking forward to an autumn day out! this is Cilla, a girl i met at tai O, june 2004)

got a little something to share with you from "Streams in the Desert" that i read today...

Title: Music of the Storm

"Nevertheless afterward" (Heb. 12:11).

There is a legend that tells of a German baron who, at his castle on the Rhine, stretched wires from tower to tower, that the winds might convert them into an Aeolian harp. And the soft breezes played about the castle, but no music was born. But one night there arose a great tempest, and hill and castle were smitten by the fury of the mighty winds. The baron went to the threshold to look out upon the terror of the storm, and the Aeolian harp was filling the air with strains that rang out even above the clamor of the tempest. It needed the tempest to bring out the music!And have we not known men whose lives have not given out any entrancing music in the day of a calm prosperity, but who, when the tempest drove against them have astonished their fellows by the power and strength of their music?

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how much i love this passage! hope it'll give you some inspiration to get through a difficult day.
betty