This is an old writing of mine from the Spring of 2000. I was reminded of it yesterday when the birds began their beautiful morning ritual. Creation is something we must take time to enjoy…
It is just before 6:00A.M. on a new morning, a morning set aside for praise of our glorious and sovereign Lord.
It is still dark as I sit out amongst the beauty of His creation, and I hear but only one bird begin the song. I marvel at its sweetness as it announces, with a melody, this new day.
Everything around me is so peaceful, so still, as if the elements of the earth are awaiting an event.
Then, I hear a second bird as if in response to the first. They speak for awhile, just the two of them, one with a tone of authority, the other seemingly submissive.
I look up into the skies noticing the dawn to appear, a picture so perfect, with colors so clear.
The birds, they are all now singing a chorus of great joy.
It’s a song of great praise to the one who has made the red colors arise out of the expanse of the sky.
Look! There he is! In the east of the heavens; thy Savior appears casting rays of light, showing all of God’s might.
I marvel at its excellence as it continues to rise, God placing His Son in the brilliance of the sky.
I remember now, the one lone bird instructing the other of what must happen for man to awaken.
Now, I see the Son in his place, he shines down on me with the warmth of His face.
It is now that I remember from whence he did come, he arose from earth’s darkness showing all of mankind it is Thine will that must be done.
Now, I know why God made the birds, it is to awaken each day to the glory he hath made.
