The day awakens as the sun raises its golden head, sending a glow of light to separate the night from the dawn. The light slowly widens like a sleepy eyelid opening to greet the morning.
I’m not the only early riser for the yard is alive with birds. Their feathers of vivid blues, reds, and subtle grays catch the sunbeams, now cascading over them in a shower of light.
Soon I’m smiling as I see them fluttering beneath the bird feeder.
I watch as sparrows scatter seeds from the feeder to the ground, inviting birds of all kind to feast from their table of bounty.
They’d be no need to claw the soil today. Breakfast appeared from above.
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them…Matthew 6:26a
In another section of the garden, a mass of day lilies unfurl golden trumpets in response to the warmth of the sun. They signal a silent reveille, heralding the morning.
Their beauty sounds a note in my heart.
See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these…” Matthew 6:28, 29
I slip from the garden, back inside to face the day. My face is warm from the sunshine. My heart, aglow from the drama of the morning.
Already the day moves at a faster pace, but I’ve no need for anxiety, for the rest of the message resounds like a song of assurance.
“Are you not more valuable than they?” Mathew 6:26b
I can face whatever the day brings with confidence, for I have witnessed God at work in nature, and I rest secure.
His promise to meet my needs is just as sure.
And for you, dear friend?
His promise is also yours.
Thank you, Father, that what we need today, you graciously supply.
What are your thoughts? I welcome your comments.