Sunshine flooded my bedroom early this morning as I wakened to a jubilant chorus that filled the air and thrilled my senses.
As I poured my first cup of coffee and rebooted my eyes, I scanned the treetops for the source of this powerful recital. There she was, a very tiny, tiny creature, perched alone on the highest limb of a towering cedar tree. Her little head thrown back in worship – singing for all her worth – her ballad resembling musical notes performed by an accomplished flautist.
What an amazing repertoire! Her pure and joyous solo performance cut through the rival reverberations of early morning traffic and annoying construction clamour.
I wondered if my miniature-feathered friend was announcing this weekend’s Easter celebrations to the neighbourhood. Was this her love song to her Creator? Her declaration of our Lord’s death and resurrection, God’s ultimate sacrifice of His Son, Jesus Christ, to save us?
My musings turned to other love songs as I wondered how many songs were written about love that could compete with this glorious rendition. Curious as usual, I scanned the web to discover that ‘love’ was indeed one of the most frequent subjects of song writers. One website stated 115 Number One Top Hits containing the word “love” in their title, ranging from Bing Crosby’s ‘I love you’ to Rihanna Feat’s & Calvin Harris’ ‘We found Love’.
As I reflect on my discovery, I realize that these love songs were written by man for earthly lovers, none of which could compare to the simplicity of the God-lifted heavenly chorus that blessed me this morning. Creation rejoices. “You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands,” (Isaiah 55: 12 NIV) …and the birds of the air will rejoice (my paraphrase). My heart unites with Creation’s praise!
Imagine Papa, seated on His throne of Grace, delighting and breathing in the pure essence of our love song as it ascends into Heaven. My heart soars in gratitude and wonderment of how He gave His only begotten Son for me and for you so that we could live our lives in perfect relationship and harmony with Him for eternity.
“I love you Lord and I lift my voice to worship you, oh my soul rejoice.”
My feathered friend and me…
Her melodic notes, my out-of-tune accord. “Take joy my King, in what you hear.
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear!”
MaryAnne Connor 
I love the sound of the birds singing each morning, too. Behind our home is a wooded area, part of a park. A creek also runs through the woods. There are many trees, so each morning there’s a symphony of sound coming form them, as well as the chattering of squirrels. It’s so pleasant to walk my granddaughter to 1st grade at the local elementary school her daddy, my son attended. On the way, I have often remarked to her how beautiful the sounds of the birds are. It is like they’re announcing it’s a new, fresh day. They do strike me as being daily in praise of their Creator and Sustainer. Would that we could do the same.