The April morning, when the sparrow began to sit on her precious eggs, must have been the stillness in the calming trees, when the overwrought war veteran with PTSD, sought help and received it, must have been the stillness and cherish from God's own Being, when a squall on the gray turbulent bay threatened to swamp the fishermen's boat, must have been the sudden stillness of a sparkling emerging sun, and blue breaking up stormy clouds, a litter of puppies picked up from being abandoned on the side of the road, must have been the stillness of the rescuer's kind heart, a young woman facing cancer surgery, at first anxious, then a wave of serenity while being wheeled into the surgical suite, must have been the stillness of the praying community, the loneliness of the mourners rising before the light of dawn, must have been the stillness that lulled them into peaceful sleep, when I heard an angel choir mightily sing, "Amazing Grace," right after I sang it, must have been the loving stillness of the Lord's sweet, benevolent heart. ~