Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Dear God,

The birds love to sing in the new day dawning.  They chirp, tweet and sing with a robust enthusiasm.  They cannot stop singing.

Oh, to be like the birds.  To enter the new day singing.  And not only singing but singing the song of faith and gratitude, the song of joy and hope, the song of light and peace.

Some days I don't sing at all, O God.  I busy myself with work, preoccupied with this and that.  I fail to think on the things of faith.  I fail to sing.

But when I do, when I realize the new day is beginning to unfold and I have been given the privilege of entering the brand new day with you, I sing, oh how I sing.  I sing praise to you, my creator, love and great joy.

Thank you
for spiritual awareness.
Thank you
for awakening me
from my
deep sleep.
Keep a song
on my lips,
a song
of praise
to you,
Loving God.

Always yours, Andrea