All Nature Sings . . .

Surely the tiny bird that’s been rapturously serenading my Beloved and me and our neighbours each morning for several weeks now isn’t singing the praises of the Toronto Raptors and celebrating their MBA championship win – as marvellous as that win is!

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Also, I doubt that, in sending his trilling call ringing around our backyards, this cute songster would be consciously singing praises to God for our great country of Canada and celebrating our national birthday, as we have just done.

This little creature (I think he’s a yellow warbler) alights on the topmost pinnacle of our neighbour’s weeping Alaskan spruce and just sings his little heart out for a couple of hours. Perhaps he’s trying to attract a mate, or maybe to greet the day for sheer joy. In any case he cheers us up and he certainly has attracted us – his admirers.

These lines from the hymn This Is My Father’s World *would include this bird and its song as honouring the Creator:

Outer Planets of Solar System

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This is my Father’s World

And to my list’ning ears /

All nature sings, and round me rings

 The music of the spheres. . . .

Also:

This is my Father’s world,

 The birds their carols raise;

The Morning light, the lily white

Declare their maker’s praise. . . .

In a world gone mad – beset by torturous trials and tragedies, clamouring competing interests and oligarchic monopolies, despotic dictators, corruption and crime, with nations in uproar, wars and rumours of war and millions of refugees on the move; all this besides massive pollution and extreme weather events, famine, fire and flood and species extinction – beauty and loveliness can still be found, seen and heard and experienced!

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Do you ever draw in the scent of a flower, welcome the gentle breeze on a stifling day, absorb calming music and accept a caring touch, as simple expressions of goodness? Commonplace niceties, such as a kind word and the song of a bird, can help refresh the spirit and raise the gaze, softly calling us to be thankful and to offer up praise to God the Creator our Heavenly Father, for His many mercies.

Let us also thank Him for the companionship and guidance of the Holy Spirit, who brings the grace of Jesus our Redeemer and dearest Friend into our lives as we open our hearts to God.

Peter’s Point to Ponder:

Should all nature sing, giving praise to God,

yet my heart remain unmoved, and my voice

 – devoid of praise –

lie silent as the grave?

After all, I’m ‘nature’ too!

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*Author: Maltbie D. Babcock

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Peter is a retired pastor – well, sort of retired – as he is currently engaged as an associate volunteer pastor. He lives in Southwestern Ontario with his wife, May, and writes a weekly inspirational newspaper column and occasional magazine articles. Peter is author of two books: "Parables from the Pond" (Word Alive Press) and "Raise Your Gaze . . . Mindful Musings of a Grateful Heart" (Angel Hope Publishing). He and May are also engaged in leading nursing home / residential chapel services, pulpit supply and music. ~+~