Little Birds

Sometime in the wee hours of this morning, before the darkness of the night was pierced with any light of day, little birds began to sing their little hearts out.  And, although I would have preferred they found another window in front of which to sing, I find it comforting that God's little feathered creations have such robust songs in the night.

I am reminded of God Word in Job 35:10,  where we are told that it is God "who give songs in the night."  And then, in verse 11, we are reminded rhetorically, "who [God]...makes us wiser than the birds of the sky?"

If the little birds, who no understanding of the promises of God and his power to save, can remember to sing songs in the night, how can we not be reminded that, even in the darkest times, God gives us reason to sing, that we ought always "Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything" (Eph 5:19-20).

When Satan tries to steal the songs of our heart, it is good to remember that God, who brings the songs in the nights, takes care of them though they do not sow or reap or store away in barns.  And we, are we "not much more valuable than they?" (Matt 6:26).

Jus' Ask'n.