This morning I woke up to the joyful songs of birds.
No fear, no sorrow, just happy bird music.
(Can you image what it was like on Noah's ark?)
God feeds the birds of the air, however they must scout out the bugs and tug at the worms.
Hanging in the air they sip flower nectar.
He has given them ability to work for the food He provides.
Praise Him from Whom all blessings flow.
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