Bird song

 Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Psalm 105:6

Morning by morning I hear the beautiful song of a little bird sitting on a twig in the tree, head held back as if he is singing to heaven and he sings and sings and sings. Its as if he is singing morning praises to his creator, singing his little heart out. I think this little bird knows he belongs to God. When the psalmist says let everything that has breath, praise the Lord, he means everything, even the little birds. I wonder how diligent are we  at singing praises every morning to the Lord?

May the peace of God fill your lives every single day.        Anne, servant of the Lord.

And he sings and he sings and he sings.

Gift of his love

Praise God from whom all blessings flow. TIS 768

From the sacred space I could touch the glorious bloom of the last rose of summer. In the stillness and the quiet as I pondered with God on the gift of this new day I marvelled at the acuteness of its colour and the beauty of its perfect formation. It was as if God had placed it within my sight in an otherwise bare winter garden as an offering, a gift, of his love through creation. Stillness and quiet are what invites God into our space to sit and to be with us and to show us his love.  My morning prayer rises with these words: Teach me your ways so that I may hear you in the silence, see you in the emptiness, touch you in the gifts of creation.

May the peace of God fill your life every single day.      Anne, servant of the Lord

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                                                       The last of the summer roses- a gift.

Looking for God moments.

 The glory of the Lord appeared in the clouds. Ex 16:10

 Sometimes I go looking for God in moments of wonder and sometimes they just come to me unexpectantly. There are so many new moments of wonder to be grateful for all day and every day, just those fresh drops of rain on a dusty leaf, a verge of wildflowers, the sun shining through on a winters day, the birds in morning song  to say nothing of an unexpected gift, a conversation or the smile of a passer by. Recently while in the remote outback I went out with my camera  'to catch the sun set' and I was well rewarded but as the sunset evolved it became  far less of a sunset to catch but the deepening presence, wonder and awe  of God as 'the glory of the Lord appeared in the clouds.'

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.    Anne, servant of the Lord.

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