"Sounds just like you"
(By Bob Perks - http://www.IWishYouEnough.com)

4-1-2011 Church Within SOW Seeds Service - Story #633
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Welcome
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Greetings my Dearest Sisters and Brothers, and welcome again to Church Within's Story of the Week ["SOW Seeds”].

This week's SOW Seeds Story, contributed by: Bob Perks

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Story of the Week
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"Sounds just like you"
(By Bob Perks - http://www.IWishYouEnough.com)

I've been shopping for Spring for months now. I usually can't stand seeing the stores switch from one season to another so early.  Like Christmas in July.  Or Valentines Day in December.
 
Spring, however, is always welcome.
 
It was while shopping recently that I met two wonderful people.  They were "Spring People," too.
 
I love wind chimes.  In particular the deeper tones. They seem to resonate well with me.  Like the bass sounds on my stereo.  I like to feel the sounds of music.
 
It may also be because I have high pitch sound loss from years of being in a band.  When I am cooking my wife needs to tell me when the timer beeps.  I simply can't hear it.
 
Such sound loss comes in handy, too.  I can pretend not to hear Marianne when it's convenient.
 
There was a large display of wind chimes of all shapes and sizes.  I happened upon them as I was looking for new things to place in our yard this year.
 
"Well, I think this one is more like Amber and this one more like Bill," I heard the woman say.
 
"Well, this one is definitely me," the man replied.
 
"Are you giving them as gifts?" I asked.
 
"Oh, no.  We are buying them for our yard.  We surround ourselves with wind chimes that remind us of the people in our lives," the man answered.
 
I paused for a moment because I just didn't understand the connection.
 
"So, every wind chime reminds you of someone?"  I asked.
 
"Yes.  Well, that and life itself," she added.
 
"Forgive me, but I don't understand."
 
They looked at each other and collectively took a deep breath.
 
"We've explained this many times and most people think we are just foolish.  You see, life is often times related to music.  Like creating a symphony and God the conductor.  When I hear a wind chime the sound it makes reminds me of someone I know.  So, we buy it and place it somewhere in our yard," he told me.
 
"When there is a slight wind and we are outside working in the garden, It's our symphony of life," she added.
 
I ran my hands across a few and all together they sounded like heaven to me or a magical moment in a movie.
 
"It must be nice but I can't imagine the neighbors are too crazy about it in a storm," I said.
 
"Well, fortunately we have very few neighbors close by," he said.  "Although Fred down the road told me the other day he could hear them," he said to the lady.
 
They laughed.  They sounded happy.  They sounded like Spring.
 
"Now that you have shared that with me I can see people I know just in this single chime."
 
I held onto the wooden block in the center of the chime and then gently let it go.
 
"Everyone has their own sound.  Like in life each of the chimes gathered here ring separately, some deep and mature, others high and child-like," I said.  "Now I understand."
 
"Together," he said as he rang all of them," they are music.
 
The deeper ones are longer.  The longer you live the deeper the sound of your music, your experience in life.
 
The shorter ones are high pitched and fresh sounding like a newborn baby's cry.
 
"This isn't foolish at all," I told them.  "I wish I would have thought of this.  It makes perfect sense to me."
 
They laughed and said, "Uh oh!"
 
"What?" 
 
"That's how we started.  We bought one, heard all the tonal qualities as people, then we began seeing people as more complex.  We all have our highs and lows, so the overall sound began to represent each person in our lives."
 
"Well, I have neighbors very close by.  I'm not sure they want an orchestra in my yard.  The next time I'm here with my wife, we will decide together which one to buy. It will represent everyone in our lives.  I can't wait to hear the sound they make," I said.
 
I thanked them and they moved on.
 
I stayed there and listened for my friends.
 
May the sound of the wind be music to your ears.

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Pastor's Quote of the Week
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It is literally true, “melody has power a whole world to transform.” Forever, music will remain the universal language of men, angels, and spirits. Harmony is the speech of Havona (Heaven).

(From: The Urantia Book - Paper-44 Section-1)

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The Prayer
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Dear God,        
        You are the Music of Love and Life.

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

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