Your Voice, O Lord God, is like the songbirds singing outside my window – soft, soothing, melodious, and beautiful. I want to tune into your Voice, but the far-away traffic zooming down the highway keeps drowning out the sweet music. I strain my ears to hear better. A helicopter flies overhead. It’s droning noise overpowers the melody of the birds.
Stop, O man-made noises. Stop taking precedence over the music of God’s creation. I want to hear nature sing HIS praises. I want to join in. I want to hear the songs of Heaven and Christ’s Voice singing into my heart.
Lord Jesus, let the sounds of Your Kingdom overpower what my ears hear. May the songs that You sing be heard in my heart. May the sounds that flows out of my mouth, be a blessing to Your Ears.
The helicopter flies away. One bird moves closer to my window. Nature’s music breaks through the chaos of the rushing world of commuters heading off to work. I listen to the bird’s loud, cheerful music. Joy fills my heart. When the bird finishes its song, I close the window and listen for Gods’ Voice.
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Early every morning, the birds sing cheerfully outside my window, but today, one song resonated high above all the others. It was the song of the robin. He was singing so sweetly, so powerfully, and so joyfully, I had to stop and listen. His voice was clear and crisp. It had a boldness to it. It echoed confidence. The bird had a song to sing and it sang it loud and clear.The robin reminded me that I have a song, too — a song of praise to the Lord. My voice is not beautiful, like the robin's, but that doesn't matter. The question is, "Will I be willing to join in with the birds in praising God?" As I pondered this thought, a pee wee joined the chorus. Other birds added their songs, too. Some high, some low. Some reverberating, others with quick stops and starts. It was an orchestra of praise to the Creator of the Universe.
A tinge of excitement seeped into my heart at the thought of singing with the birds. I couldn't resist any longer, and entered in with a melody of thanksgiving. Afterwards, a stillness came upon me. And with it, a lovely peace. So I sat quietly, while the birds continued their symphony. As I abided in Jesus Christ, a sweet calmness filled my whole being. It was a lovely rest, a welcomed respite, and a much needed time of tranquility. By God's grace, I was strengthened and refreshed for the busy day.
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