Today I changed a picture on my blog. The picture that comes up when I post has been the same for a while. It is always a challenge to know what image you want to lead, as I want it to reflect a current message of where I am at in this season of my life.
The birds will sing in the morning has been my theme since my Dad passed away in May of 2018. These words have been repeated often when we need to be reminded of the promises of God. These words are words that remind us of what my Dad believed, that even in hard times, when our hearts may be broken, God will continue his work in us and through us. God’s unique creation speaks to us, and in it, we are promised that His greater plan will be carried out.
This is the note that explains how these words came to be in our family. They are honest and hopeful. They acknowledge the deep pain and the never-ending promises
And I leave you with the beautiful image that is engraved on the stone at the cemetery. I wonder what meaning these words have for you today. Hearing the birds invites me to look upward, marvel at the beauty and the song, and remember that in the music of the birds, there is hope and promise!