“How many are your works, O Lord!
In wisdom you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.”
(Psalm 104:24 NIV)
God comes to me in the morning in the form of a bird. He chatters at me from outside my window while it is still dark. I cannot see him, but he is my friend. He comes when I turn on the light on my writing desk. He speaks while I fashion thoughts to my heavenly Father. Soft music cannot cover the chirping. I listen to God’s creatures. I hope you will, too!
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