|Posted on June 8, 2020 at 7:50 AM|
As I write this meditation the birds are singing like crazy in the trees by my house. Perhaps they know I am writing about them? I’m trying to learn the different bird calls, and I even downloaded an app for my phone which is supposed to recognize the calls. But I keep forgetting to turn it on…
I do know the whistle-like song of the cardinal, though. There are several inhabiting the wooded areas near our home, and I have spied both males and females getting a snack from my feeders. I am not a very good whistler, but when I do manage to squeak out a few notes, the cardinals invariably answer back. I love it!
Birds seem to reveal the glory of God in creation. When I catch a glimpse of the beautiful red coat of a cardinal, the majestic soaring of an eagle, or the plumage of a peacock, I’m ready to burst out in song, something like “All Creatures of Our God and King” or “All Things Bright and Beautiful.”
The beauty of birds offers a natural opportunity to bear witness to God. Scripture tells us that “The birds of the air nest by the waters; they sing among the branches. . . . There [that is, in the trees] the birds make their nests; the stork has its home in the pine trees.” (Psalm 104: 12, 17) God created these amazing creatures and placed them all around us, and even if we cannot see them we can hear their lovely songs.
God both plants and waters the trees so the birds can sing and nest in them. Indeed, all creatures are dependent on the delicate environment which God has developed. And He gives them everything they need, and He does the same for us: “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” (Matt 6:26)
After sitting here listening to the beautiful songs for several minutes, I returned to my writing. I typed a few words and suddenly it hit me – do I listen to God’s voice as intently as I listen to the birds? And even if I cannot see God, do I heed His still small voice as carefully as when I cock my ear to figure out which bird is tweeting? This was an excellent point for me to ponder this week, for I often do not heed God as well as I should.
I have decided that starting now, whenever I hear a bird’s tweet or call I will try to remind myself of God. And I will stop, if I can, and spend just a few moments reflecting about God and His glory, and see if I can hear His call to me. Perhaps if I listen intently, I will hear something He has been trying to tell me!
Do you listen to the birds? I hope you can enjoy the great variety of colors and songs that God has given to all the birds. I encourage you to listen to the birds this week. And perhaps you too will start hearing the call of God.
Have a blessed Monday!
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