hear the birds

Sunday morning, as I was walking from the car to the church, I heard a sound.  I heard the birds singing.  It made me smile. 

During the winter, they are gone.  We don't hear them because they have gone south for the winter.  What I find sad is that sometimes, many times, even when they are back, we don't hear them.  We grow accustomed to their beautiful sounds that we don't even hear them anymore.  It is a very large sin I think, that we take so many things for granted.

Oh if we could just wake up to hear the birds and see the good.  It doesn't make life's problems go away, but it sure makes them much easier to deal with.

It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to hear and see the good.