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The birds are singing again in the mountains of my home.
The warm, March air is carrying dozens of different songs to
my delighted ears as I walk my dogs in the morning.
Everywhere I go I can hear the sweet music coming from my
feathered friends in the treetops. This year there are even
several Woodpeckers providing a nice drum section to back up
the wonderful choir of happiness that I am hearing. Every
song is such a pleasure to hear. Each one is special. Each
one is full of joy. Each one is full of love. Each one is
full of life. All of them are blending together as well into
one glorious song of thanks to God. Spring may look like
sunshine and smell like flowers, but in my ears it will
always sound like birdsong.
My little singers are helping me to remember something
very important as well. They are reminding me that I still
have my own song to sing in this world. I still have a lot
of joy left to spread. I still have a lot of love left to
share. I still have a lot of life left to live. I still have
a lot of goodness and oneness with God left to give to
everyone I meet. I don’t want to die full of regret because
my music was still inside of me.
I may just be one, little bird singing in this vast
world, but I am going to keep chirping away. I know that if
you take away just one bird the song of life becomes less. I
know too that if you add just one more singer this glorious
song becomes so much more. I will be happy then to be a part
of God’s choir of joy here on Earth until I can join God’s
choir of joy in Heaven.
In everything you say and in everything you do let your
heart and soul sing with love, joy, and oneness with God.
Make your own life a beautiful song that brings happiness to
the ears of the world. Sing like a bird on the first day of
Spring. Sing like an Angel on her first day in Heaven.
Sing and invite all you know to join in the music.
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