McClain Family Blog: The best part of waking up...

1 Corinthians 3:4-9

"For when one says, "I follow Paul," and another, "I follow Apollos," are you not mere men?

What, after all, is Apollos? And what is Paul? Only servants, through whom you came to believe—as the Lord has assigned to each his task. I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The man who plants and the man who waters have one purpose, and each will be rewarded according to his own labor. For we are God's fellow workers; you are God's field, God's building."

1 Corinthians 3:4-9

Monday, February 27, 2012

The best part of waking up...

I remember growing up hearing this tagline in commercials for Folger's coffee. In those days of course, the best part of waking up was Folger's in your cup. Haha.

There has never been Folger's in this girl's cup...but even if there had been- nothing could compare to what is by far the best part of waking up for me...

Each morning the Lord blesses me with what seems to be a private showing of some of His most exquisite displays of art.

The early morning chorus of numerous types of birds greets me as soon as I open the balcony doors. They each sing their own song, but somehow they all blend together in perfect harmony. Some, like the pair of Trogons, greet me every morning. Stocky birds, yet in flight are light and fluttery like hummingbirds.

Some skitter and skatter about, like the blue Magpie Jay, only stopping long enough for me to get a glimspe of him.

The grunts of the howler monkeys are loud and wild in the dark of the morning. As soon as the sun peaks over the mountain top, the monkeys quiet themselves.

The wind rustles and blows the tree tops, but as the sun begins to glow everything heats up even the wind seems to hold its breath until the sun finds its morning place high above the mountain tops. Once the day has born, all nature springs back into action and the wind resumes its dance in the tree tops.

I cannot hide the smile as I finally catch the Magpie Jay in a picture. Nor can I hide the joy in seeing the handiwork of God all over.