Our neighbors are renovating their pool area. This means tearing up a lot of concrete and that means the endless pounding of a jackhammer. This is the second day and they have only just begun.
I was helping Ed in the yard yesterday. The jackhammer next door was steadily beating.
But then...above the clamor of the machinery, the notes of a hymn wafted across the air. The bell tower from the church down the street played a brief hymn and then chimed the hour. Those notes all rang clear above the pounding of the jackhammer.
It was just a small lesson. God's voice rings true above all the din of the world.
And that's the Breeze for today.
