Name: Linda
Sunday, March 30, 2008
A Feathered Praise Choir
I don't go for my walk with noise being pumped into my ears any more. I used to listen to talk radio or a praise tape, but I am trying to practice being quiet these days (at least for some portion of the day). It is a good thing, this quiet. It gives the Lord a chance to get a word in edge-wise.
There is another benefit to walking without artificial noise. All the while I have been absorbed in listening to other things there has been a praise choir singing, and I haven't heard it until now. It isn't a perfect song, in fact it's comprised of lots of different melodies and rhythms. But it is beautiful. Sometimes I can't even see the "singers". I just hear them - a variety of little birds singing their hearts out.
Other animals make noise with purpose - a dog barking in alarm, a cat meowing for dinner - but it seems to me that the birds are singing just for the sheer joy of it. It may be a beautiful sunny day or a day like today - muggy and overcast - and still they sing. I wonder if it they know a little secret.
Some time ago I was faced with a very difficult circumstance. I was so overwhelmed I didn't even know how to pray. I opened my Bible to the place where I had left off, asking the Lord to show me how to pray in this situation, and verse after verse talked of praising the Lord. With a heavy heart I began, and in time I felt that peace that passes understanding filling my soul.
Praise - singing to the Creator for the sheer joy of it. How it ministers to the heart and blesses the heart of the One who loves us so very much.
"Shout joyfully to God, all the earth; Sing the glory of His name; make His praise glorious. Say to God, 'How awesome are Thy works!...' All the earth will worshp Thee and will sing praises to Thy name." Psalm 66: 1-4
7 Comments:
When I walked out to the county road to get out newspaper this morning, it sounded like a thousand birds were all chirping at the same time.
However, I think they were asking each other whose smart idea it was to come back to the Midwest while it was still cold and damp. :)
As usual, a great post.
As I was reading this I was reminded of that verse that says if we do not cry out in praise then the rocks will. Creation praising... a humbling thought!
A beautiful post!
God made us to serve and praise him, just as the birds sing because He made them that way. When we don't praise God we're going against our nature!
Good stuff, Linda. :o)
My Mama loved birds and she passed on that love to me. I love to hear all the different birds here in my little yard.
Have a great new week, dear friend!
Love and hugs,
Diane
Beautiful post Linda!
My heart is heavy this morning over many things. I needed to be reminded to praise Him!
Yes, sometimes we just need to listen to His creation praising Him and take our cue from them. What great thoughts, Linda!
There is no sound more beautiful than a choir or birds! I always think they're havin a revival service!
The birds start their singing here at 3am. It gets a little annoying....but this morning I woke and instead of wanting to throw something out the window, I thought of what you had said, about songs of praise. And went back to sleep with a grin. Thanks, Linda!
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