birds

I love those mornings where I can wake up to the birds chirping outside.
No interruptions.
It gives me so much hope. The birds wake up every morning and sing their sweet song, and then go look for food for themselves and their babies.
Makes me reflect upon those mornings where I can't even get myself out of bed. If they can do it, why can't I?
Just like them, I have no idea what the day will bring: sunny skies, a terrible storm, new things, old things, life, or even death.
No matter what happens, they keep going. I'm sure they sing their songs not only to give hope to all the other animals out there, but even to us. It truly is the song of God.

There is beauty in every corner if we just look hard enough.