Friday, October 25, 2019

Dear God,

Although the trees are almost bare, the red berries still provide food for the birds that find their way to our home.  They call our neighborhood a bird sanctuary and yes, we are.

How brilliant you are, Gracious God, to create trees first with blossoms, then leaves and berries.  The trees provide refuge, a nesting place and food.  When I watch the birds gather in our trees, I first think of you, what you have done and continue to do for birds of the air.  While the gentle breeze blows, the birds remain on the branches perhaps doing their own dance.  And they sing out your praise.

All things
give praise
to you,
O God,
all those
who know you.
Thank you
for the
amazing witness
just outside
my window.
I am blessed
by you.

Love, Andrea