Today I sat outside with my coffee and shut my eyes. After a few minutes I could hear different birds chirping in the neighbors large cottonwood trees. I heard the whirring of hummingbirds as they darted in and out of the yard. The mourning doves were sending out their familiar coos to one another. I heard bees as they surrounded the desert willow hanging over the fence. The gentle clang of our chimes was a welcomed sound. The neighbors little dogs were barking over the fence and I could hear an airplane flying by overhead. I opened my eyes and felt the Spirit say this is how you train your ears to hear. Those who are blind have sharpened this sense as if their ears are their eyes. Many can't hear me because they haven't learned to be still, to block out all distractions so they can  recognize my voice in nature and the voice of the Spirit. Father sometimes I am so used to the entertainment of the world  and  I know that I need to get away to hear you and see the wondrous things you have to teach me through. I need to settle my soul and renew my mind with the simple beauty you have provided for me. I ministered to a lady this week and Father had me slowly quote the 23rd Psalm to her. Tears came to her eyes and she said she could see the green pastures and she longed for the still waters of restoration in her soul. We need you Father , we need so much the healing of your gentle sounds of nature, and to see your wondrous landscape of trees, flowers, mountains and oceans .They are restoration and refreshment which bring the deep healing we all need.