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.