Birds at the Feeder

This morning as I was exercising on my deck I was overcome with the beauty of the sky, the fields, the silence, except for the sound of birds.

A hummingbird came to the feeder, unafraid, and just sat there watching me. I smiled and thanked God for the blessing. I marveled at how a bird so small and seemingly delicate survived in this harsh world. In my spirit I heard, sometimes the smallest and weakest are the mightiest. A peace settled into my soul like no other.

Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Matthew 6:26

Find your tiny blessing today. God is there waiting to interact with you. Find your peace within in Heaven s presence.