I, like the nightingale, am a unique creation of God’s, nonidentical to any other. I, unlike the nightingale, am still trying to find my voice…and so, I am a “nightengale.”  A bird of a different feather, you might say. I am a Christ-follower, trying to follow Him more closely. I enjoy sunsets, lakes, moss-covered stones, Rachmaninoff, Beethoven, and Chopin.  I have varied interests, and therefore will have varied posts on this blog. I try to live for God, yet being a Christ-follower is not easy.                                                                                                                                                                             I believe that there is always a song, always hope, if God is present, because God is Love (1 John 4:16) and Love never fails. Life’s burdens often seem so pressing, and life’s pain so prevalent, that I, like the poet Keats, often wish that I could “leave the world unseen,/ And with thee (nightingale) fade away into the forest dim(stanza 2).” But if we stay and choose to focus our eyes on God’s perfection, even in the midst of our world’s imperfections, we are able to stand through the trials and gain strength. If we are able to wake to God’s love and sleep to our selfishness, we will be able to constantly hear the song in the night.

“Fled is that music…Do I wake or sleep?”

                          –Ode to a Nightingale,  by John Keats