The son greatly wished to make a 'Song of Lovely Things' to sing to his Beloved - but he could not find singing words. He heard the voice of his Beloved saying, 'You are walking on the road where all who love me walk. Some of them walked this way singing, and they've left their songs behind them. Find their songs. Sing their words. They will be your song to Me.'
The son became full of grief, because there came a day when he could find no words to sing - neither his own, nor those of others. And yet he wanted with all his heart and soul and mind to ascend to higher places, to stand in the presence of his Beloved...
And He who is love eternal whispered, 'Then I, too, will approach you, silent in my love.' And the son entered into this silence, to meet the eternal Beloved there...
After a while there was a sound in the gentle stillness, a voice that whispered, 'Even your silence is, to Me, a song of lovely things...'
Amy Carmichael
His thoughts said... His father said
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