There are these evenings where God speaks in audible tones through the hoot owls chanting love songs in the trees, and as the moon rises amongst a backdrop of glistening clouds, it’s as if God is smiling on the hurting world. The silence is stunning as you can watch God paint His moonlit masterpiece in the sky. His love overflows into your heart and out into the world, as the hush of the evening sets the tone for blissful sleep. Goodnight moon and Mr Moon waves from above, and the world slowly falls to slumber and awaits the Sonrise of tomorrow, as we anticipate the glorious day that shall rise and bring forth, the dawn of another enchanting day. The blessings are counted by the hoots of the Owls who beckon God to bless one and all.