By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
You will live in joy and peace.
The mountains and hills
will burst into song,
and the trees of the field
will clap their hands!
Isaiah 55:12
Just before the sun climbs Hatchet Peak behind our house, songbirds announce the pending dawn, and cows call their calves from grassy beds.
Such a chorus greets me each morning that I walk. It’s an hour unlike any other–cool, for one thing. Not yet drenched in the greater San Joaquin Valley’s triple-digit heat.
Campbell Creek meanders through the lower ranchland, past massive oaks and shady willows. Bullfrogs bay from their pond-side hideaways, and I imagine the unusual cacophony as a chorus of praise, wondering if God understands the language of His creation better than we do.
“Give thanks to the Lord,” trills the high-pitched voice of a red-winged blackbird.
“His love endures forever,” drums a deep-throated bullfrog.
Could it be that we humans don’t take time to listen to the song of nature around us?
Could it be that we are missing out on creation’s ultimate worship music?
But what if we live in the city? What if we can’t walk where there is no traffic to clutter our eyes and ears and lungs? What if all we hear is the noise of people and their busy-ness?
Then we can find a place.
We can find a place in the bedroom with the door closed and no sounds coming through. Find a place on the living room sofa while the kids are outside playing.
We can go to the park, sit in the backyard shade, or drive to the country in the evening after sunset. But wherever we go, we can quiet ourselves and listen. And see if we can hear an anthem of praise, whether it is the voice of nature, the hymn of silence, or the simple offering of our own grateful heart.
We can worship Him and let His presence surround us.*
“But ask the animals, and they will teach you,
or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you;
or speak to the earth, and it will teach you,
or let the fish in the sea inform you.
Which of all these does not know
that the hand of the Lord has done this?
In his hand is the life of every creature
and the breath of all mankind.
Job 12:7-10
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Summer morning praise Share on X*Taken from Always Before Me – 90 Story-Devotions for Women
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