After many mouthfuls of refreshing drink, you feel you have lunched on numerous fruits. In the valley the church bell rings out one o’clock. It’s time to explore further with a hope of meeting people. The beam of bright sunlight has moved from the river and gardens to the winding road leading between the houses.
To give the donkey a break from carrying you, you indicate you wish to walk and he docilly follows behind you. The village is further than it looked. After an hour the donkey nudges you as if knowing you could do with a lift. He stops by a suitable stone for you to climb on and you reach the outskirts of the village surprisingly quickly. As you look around you ask, “Where are the people?” There are plenty of animals roaming the fields, pig in the pens in the farmyards, but the fruit from laden trees isn’t being picked, nor is anyone digging or harvesting the obvious abundance of vegetables in the gardens along the way.
As has become the custom you let the donkey guide you through the empty cobbled streets. In the eerie silence the donkey’s hooves click loudly on the stones. You enter a central square. It feels as if you have arrived in a bygone era with houses and shops looking similar to those from the Tudor period. Slightly above and beyond you is the pretty country church you saw from afar. It occurs to you that even when the rough path turned into a narrow road, there were no parked cars, evidence of street lights, or raised stone pavements. Although there is a bike resting against the wall of a baker’s shop.
“… we consider and look not to the things that are seen, but to the things that are unseen; for the things that are visible are temporal, brief and fleeting, but the things that are invisible are deathless and everlasting.” 2 Corinthians .4:18 (AMP Classic)
Do you recognise the invisible and unknown treasures within you?