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Morning Sounds

Morning Sounds

It is of The LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness. (Lamentations 3: 22-23)

 

Oh how I love the sounds

Of morning when she wakens

The birds are singing sweetly

The darkness ‘Son Rise’ hath taken

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Lighting up the view

To see a brand new day

How I love the morning sounds

A time to rise and seek and pray

 

The bird’s melodious songs

Their happy chirps and tweets

They do sing out choruses

As each new day we meet

 

As morning doth awaken

With creatures large and small

Scurrying here and there

Sounds of cheeps, chirps, or call

 

Did you know only at dawn

They sing their favorite song

Singing while they summon

Their companions to come along

 

What is this song we hear

Listening for morning sounds

What is that the dawn exclaims

With love it does surround

 

If you seek me early

That is when I’m found

At start of new day chorus

Behold I do a new thing His song’s  abound

 

Come along my children

Listen to the Fathers call

Even in sweet sunrise song

From creatures winged and small

 

Perhaps you prayed a prayer

You thought forgotten or denied

In Lamentations we are exhorted

Great is His faithfulness and lavishly applied

 

Like birds sweet song at dawn

Uniquely inspired for the morn

Yes His mercies daily fresh

For His companions like the day can be reborn

 

Copyright © laurette laster 2019 January

I go out early each morning to scatter seed for our birds before I have my prayer time and morning coffee with The Lord. On Monday morning as I was feeding the birds their song seemed different, or was it me? There was a feeling that came over me, one that I couldn’t explain and didn’t find words to describe. I remember thinking to myself, why do the birds sound different in the morning. I then spoke the words out loud to The Lord, “I love the sounds of the morning.” When I went inside to have coffee and pray the thought or question stayed with me. Why does the birds song sound different in the morning? I continued to ask myself. As I was praying this poem was born.

I decided to a little research and find out what various sounds/calls, tweets that bird’s make. I had already written the poem, but often I check to make sure that the words I’ve used are correct. I truly believe that Holy Spirit writes these poems through me. I am the humble honored vessel who gets to pen the words that I believe flow from His throne. I am so amazed by all of this, daily, morning after morning. I never could see myself as a writer. I today realize it is a gift and a calling that was waiting to be discovered, just like the honey suckle that I smelled months before I could see it (a future story I will tell). I know today that I am called to write and to teach and can honestly say it has become a passion. This gift was buried under layers of stuff or let’s call it what it was, dung. What I thought would destroy me actually was used to fertilize me. I realized all the dung that had been heaped on me, that I thought was keeping me down was actually fertilizing roots I didn’t know were growing. Roots that when at the right time, in God’s time,  I would shoot up and take off and the devil wouldn’t be able to stop me. Do not underestimate the power of the dung being slung at you or heaped on you, it may be fertilizing roots that you are not aware of.

I love to teach the practical word of God. He is Practical and Perfect. I tell people, our Lord is practically perfect. They look at me like I am confused or misguided. I however know and realize that the word of God is for practical application of His kingdom truths, and I need daily application. The truths are to help us have an abundant life through Christ and also to advance the kingdom of God. It is how we know Him. Know His Word, Know Him. No Word, No God.

 

As I was researching bird calls I came across a beautiful fact. This is a fact that if you are an avid bird watcher or studier you may already be aware of. I however did not know this fact until Monday morning. When I read this it just pinged in my spirit. The fact is this, birds sing; making musical sounds in the morning at dawn to summon their companions. During the daylight hours they may chirp, tweet, twitter, call, cheep, shriek/cry and we know that owls hoot mainly at night, but at dawn the birds sing a musical song. So it is different in the morning. It is not a feeling, it is a truth. These songs are harmonious, calming, inviting, enticing, engrossing,  and all encompassing to the hearer. I believe this fact teaches us and helps us understand a kingdom truth, one found and explained to us in the book of Lamentations.

When I read this I immediately thought about Lamentations 3: 22-23 listed above. In the midst of mistakes, in the middle of rebellion, we can remember and call out and proclaim God’s faithfulness just like Jeremiah did. Jeremiah realized and expounds on why we are not destroyed or consumed.

In the book of Lamentations, Jeremiah is describing the funeral of a city, Jerusalem. Stating she lies barren, while he shares or laments his emotions. The Greek title Threnoi means “Dirges” or laments” and the Latin title Threni (“Tears or Lamentations”) was derived from this word. Then Jeremiah stops and remembers God’s faithfulness. He recalls God’s promises for a future and looks beyond the circumstances.

Remember the scripture in Jeremiah 29:11? “For I know the plans I have for you declares The Lord,” Jeremiah gains hope and puts his faith in the promises of God for the future. If He said it, will He not fulfill? God is no mere human! He doesn’t tell lies or change His mind. God always keeps his promises”.  (Isaiah 23:19 CEV)

Now under the New covenant, the shed blood of Jesus Christ, the spotless Lamb of God, we can repent and renew our vows each time we mess up. Of course this isn’t a sin free card for those who are truly born again. To those of us who are truly born again we have vowed to die to self and live for God. We long to be Gods faithful companions. What a beautiful picture. The birds sing their songs in the morning. I pray we hear and are summoned to come to His side.

This morning I decided to go and try to capture some shots of the beautiful sunrise. It was indeed amazing and I think I did get some great shots, but this one in particular really spoke to me. As I was on my return trip home the sun had risen and was shining brightly. It was shining in my side mirror and Holy Spirit quickened this thought to me. We are not to look back at our mistakes but we do need to look back and see and remember, like Jeremiah, God’s faithfulness. For it is because of His compassion that we are not consumed. I grabbed my cell phone and snapped this picture. I don’t want to forget all that He has done for me. No matter what is going on around me or to me, Great is His faithfulness. Morning by Morning, His mercies I see. Wow does this ever paint a picture? The very essence of what The Lord has done.

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Just hear the words of the song, Great is Thy Faithfulness, morning by morning new mercies I see. I need His mercies each day and I thank God for the opportunity to repent immediately and hear His song and then I am summoned to come with Him, for I am His companion.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette

 

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