singing in the fire ?

When’s the last time you found yourself singing in the fire? NO! NOT “SHOWER”! I said “FIRE”!
You know, when you found yourself a day filed with drudgery, mounds of work, or difficult people to work with.
Darkness seems to creep in, even though you do your best to stay to positive, keep yourself at peace, with a positive attitude. You try to find that foothold that will keep you from going down the slippery slope of frustration that you DON’T want to go down. You grasp for that hand to hold you firmly, keeping you safe.
Suddenly, you hear a whistle. It’s not a train, it’s not a bird, it’s not even Superman, coming to save you. Oddly, it is coming from the woodstove and one of the big logs you had put in, to keep the chill at bay.
The whistle was more of a melody, a song. It was mysterious, yet comforting.
I began to think about how the song had come to be.
Maybe it had come from within the center of the old, hardwood log; from days long ago when the winds swayed through its branches; when birds would nest and generations of song would keep the tree joyfully at peace. Maybe it came from days that it was bathed in warm sunlight, or pelting rain. It would drink intensely, its roots growing deeper and stronger, the leaves growing denser to provide shade and comfort.
But then the tree had grown old and hard. It didn’t let anything buffet it, nor let anything in. Soon, with all the rings that would revealing its age, it became good only for firewood. Ring after ring had made it forget its song.
How about you? Have you forgotten your song? Have you let the outside world swirl about you that your song gets lost in the din of traffic? Do you long to find you melody again, to burst out in song, ridding your soul of pent up debris that has clouded your passion and peace.
What IS your song? Today, let the tough, fiery tunes and assignments you are given, allow you to release the notes of peace within. Let the notes of joy, the breath that fills you with life, echo across the din of the day.
I think I’ll head to the shower – after I put another log on the fire.