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Thursday, 28 March 2013
Celah by Susan L.
Easter is upon us. The mad rush at the stores: groceries and chocolate bunnies, egg hunts and toys.
"Selah", the Hebrew word for a suspension of music.
I love that word. It means take time to breathe. Embrace the silent pause. Anticipate the song yet to be played. Wait, alert, for the Conductor's baton to give the signal to begin again.
"Selah". The word itself is a sigh, an expulsion of breath. It is the bated breath waiting in anticipation of greater things. The mounting vibrance of the Song as it rises, resounding in the final notes. Victorious.
"Selah. And the heavens will praise Your wonders, O Lord." Ps 89:5
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