From the Heart Springs

Calls of hadida birds and chickens travel through the open windows of our cottage in Mbabane, Swaziland. Their less than harmonic orchestra awakens me early in the morning. Even though both are birds, their sounds are distinct. The hadida could never be confused with the hen, or vice versa. A bird’s call is one of their defining signs. No two species sound the same.

IMG_0073As morning approaches noon, other sounds move through the air. Feet pound a playful rhythm upon the dirt; chasing, being chased. Laughter tickles my ears. Cries touch my heart. Though I can’t see them, I imagine their size from the youthful pitch. Though I can’t touch them, I sense the softness of their skin; not yet weathered from too many storms, though many storms they have lived. I sense the gentleness of their hand grabbing a hold of another. Maybe the only one to hold that day. And I envision a smile looking up as they accept their tug for love.

This unseen scene, but not unheard, takes place across the dirt road from the cottage where I live in Africa. But it could be in the United States, or anywhere around the globe. You see, children sound the same when they laugh. When they cry. Whether in Swaziland or in America, joy or sorrow, both come from the same place inside. Straight from the heart. The place we are to protect, to guard, to keep the sorrow from overtaking the joy. The place we should treasure in each other. Nurture in a child. That place inside that matters most of all.

Child TeacherChildren cry. Children laugh. Just the same. God made us different from each other, yet with the same need inside. {Tweet This} From the heart is where all of this springs. You see, children sound the same when their well is relieved, unlike the hadida or the hen, who sound different when they sing.

Jennifer L Griffith

In 2000, God used a snowmobile accident to yank up the deep Louisiana roots of Jennifer L Griffith and move her to Wydaho. She let go of her business, her career, college degrees in Biology and Chemistry, and a Masters in Sports Medicine, to be open for God’s move in her life. She went from Chemistry teacher, athletic trainer and entrepreneur in Louisiana, to novelist, drummer, skier and over-all adventurous out west. Since then God blessed her with the ACFW Genesis Award in 2007 for Gumbo Ya-Ya and in 2009 for Magpies in Trees. In 2012, God directed Jennifer back to the Deep South where she serves wherever God calls. This has included three months in southern Africa as a missionary journalist. In 2015, Jennifer's passion for organic living led her to create After years of health challenges due Multiple Chemical Sensitivities, which left her fighting for her life, Jennifer shares her journey with others. She hopes to help others thrive amid the chemical world that surrounds us. Jennifer is currently working on her realtor's license, has a few writing projects in the works, and is available for motivational speaking. You can contact her through her websites for more information. You can also follow her spiritual journal here

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