Tuesday, June 8, 2021

Dear God, 

The tiny bird stands atop her white colonial birdhouse.  She sings with all her power.  Because her babies are safely tucked inside home, she sings.

Lord, if only we began our day with singing, offering up our praise and thanksgiving, we too could sing out larger than ourselves.  We could tell you our day's story filled with joy and/or sorrow.  We could lift up our concerns, fears and anxieties.  But more than all this, we could speak with you first, first thing in the morning, first person, first time lifting our voice.  What a way to start our day with our creator, friend and wise one!

O Lord,

you are worthy

of our praise

and thanksgiving.

Help us

not wait

until later

but begin

first thing.

Let the

little birds

teach us

a thing

or two.

Love, Andrea