Listening

This morning, as I lay in bed with my eyes closed, I listened for sounds of the house stirring. All was quiet indoors. And then my ear became attuned to a sound outdoors, outside my bedroom window, a song I haven't heard this long winter.

Birdsong.

The birds are singing!

The snow still swirled outside, even as the sun attempted to break through the clouds. It looked, for all intents and purposes, like another winter morning. And yet the birds are singing a different song.

"We have survived the long winter! Sing praise to the Lord! He has kept our nest intact, and He has given us a new song to sing! We will sing of His faithfulness and goodness, and we will sing of eternal spring He has placed in our hearts!"

Their song brought out the artist in me. Stamp sets and paper, inks and glitter, paints and sprays. A little bit of everything!

This is no ordinary day. This is a day for miracles!

Blessings on your day, cafe friends!