It is a dreary old day here in Georgia. The sky is grey and the rain is steady. You could almost call it gloomy – if it wasn’t for that mocking bird perched on top of the holly bush in my front yard, singing his heart out. I have to smile (and snap a photo or two) as I listen to him.
Hearing him sing while being drenched by rain drops reminds me of these lyrics from “Praise You in this Storm” by Casting Crowns:
I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still raining
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
And I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I think I could learn a bit from this feathered friend. I want to sing and praise God, even when (make that especially when) my life circumstances seem dismal, showing that I love Him and trust Him and value Him more than a carefree life.
I wonder what my neighbors would think if I went out on the front porch and joined him in his song…well, only one way to find out…
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