It is a beautiful morning. I have filled the bird feeders and all our little flying creatures are chirping their "Thank you's."
Everything is vibrant and green. (I can almost see - and hear- the grass growing!) Lots of rain and lots of sunshine really work divine magic!
Trying to imagine that first morning Adam and Eve had in Eden.
Were they astonished at the beauty? Did each new scene leave them breathless? Did they hear God's footsteps as He approached them? Was He there with them every moment?
Here's a song we don't sing much any more. It was written by an English Christian, Eleanor Farjean, about 100 years ago:
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Black bird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word!
Sweet the rain new-fall, sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dew-fall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning!
Born of the one light Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's re-creation of the new day!
YES!! Praise every morning! Praise with elation!
And remember, today is the first day of the rest of your life!
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