Last year, being fairly new to this blogging thing, I typed out a wonderful word study of a song that God had laid on my heart but then I was so disappointed that my posting efforts didn't work that I ended up losing that note entirely and, to date, had not tried to recreate it.  But, alas, today I must because, once again, I woke to the sound of birds and thought of the song, "Morning has broken".

For those of you who don't know, we have 4 little pet birds... finches.  We started out with three but one of the three always seemed to be the outcast so, after noticing this for a few days, we went and found him a mate. 

The finches are not all the same.  We have a society finch, an orange cheeked waxbill, and two green singer finches (who, if you actually look at them, look more yellow to me).  All of them make some cute little sounds but those singers?, Oh my!  When they want to, they can sure sing.  One of the first things we noticed about them is they like to give a concert when the lights go out at night and when the lights come on in the morning.  I'll have to admit, I don't hear them much in the morning but we have the light in their cage set to a timer and when it goes out at night, they can sing for at least 3 min... most of the time they'll go on for 5 min.

Anyway, after noticing this for a while, I finally put two and two together... you may or may not remember that, last spring, I kept mentioning how I would wake to birds singing outside my window.  Well, it's nature's way of welcoming the day.  When I realized this, it reminded me of that movie "City of Angels" where the angels would greet the sunrise with reverence each morning.

So, here is what God laid on my heart with the song, "Morning has Broken":

"Morning has broken like the first morning,

Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.

Praise for the singing!  Praise for the morning!

Praise for them, springing fresh from the Word!"

Each morning is new with new mercies and new adventures... new stories to write in our pages of life and God creates day uniquely but, at the same time, with some similarity to the first dawn of creation.  We are to praise Him.  Praise Him each day.

"Sweet the rain's new fall sunlit from heaven,

Like the first dew fall on the first grass.

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,

sprung in completeness where His feet pass."

Do you take time to meditate?  When you look at nature, it is so easy to praise God... he is the Master Creator, the most wonderful artist ever... even the rain drops are soothing and mesmerizing to watch.  And just think, when He created the garden, He didn't start with seeds planted in the soil, no, he spoke and full grown trees and plants sprang from the earth's surface.  And, He actually walked on this earth... even before He became man, He socialized with Adam and Eve on a daily basis.

"Mine is the sunlight!  Mine is the morning

born of the one light Eden saw play!

Praise with elation, praise every morning,

God's recreation of the new day!"

Let's join with the birds and praise His holy name.  In Luke 19:40, it says, "Jesus answered... 'if these should keep silent, the stones would immediately cry out.'"  Who is louder in their praise today?  You or the nature around you?