I am sitting here listening to and watching the birds and I am fascinated.
do the next thing
look for food
feed their young
go where they need to
save up for tomorrow
think about what others might say
notice if their feather are ruffled
Yet, they are constantly working in some way.
And still they sing.
As they fly to feed their little ones, they are singing.
As they search for their next meal, they are singing.
As they perch on a branch, they are singing.
Yes, there are crescendos and decrescendos, they seem to be loudest in the morning and night.
Oh, what we can learn from them.
Our song, our praises, should be the same, loudest in the morning at night.
Wake up praising our Savior, fall asleep thanking Him for another day to impact His world and bring Him glory.
No matter what is going on in the world, no matter what the birds are doing they still sing.
If birds, who can’t have an intimate relationship with our Father, can do that how much more should we do giving to Him. Not half-hearted praise on Sunday morning because someone offended us, or we had an argument with our spouse, but full on worship, no matter what. The Bible tells us to bring a sacrifice of praise and sometimes it is just that. I don’t feel like worshiping but I am sacrificing my flesh, because (news flash) it isn’t about me. It’s all about Jesus. And no matter what I might be feeling Jesus hasn’t changed.
So I watched the birds today and they were busy doing their daily thing I heard the words, “And still they sing.” Can the same be said of you? Of me? Can people watch us no matter what we are doing and say, “And still she sings. And still he has faith. And still she has hope.”
Let it be said of you, “And still she sings.”
Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? Matthew 6:26 NKJV