Sitting on my deck in the cool of an early summer morning, I gaze up into a tree whose overhanging branches create a canopy over my head. I watch as the branches sway in the breeze allowing the light of a new day dance thru its leaves.  Suddenly a strong, clear melody rises above me, my gaze is caught by a small bird that tilts up his head, opens his beak and sings.  As he rides along on the gently swaying branch, I smile and consider how one so tiny can make such a deliberate and delightful tune. It was as if a great Conductor had rapped His stick on a podium, raised His arms in the air and with one swoop, the symphonic choir of creation began to sing and dance.  

I sat in awe of this ballet of light and sound.  The leaves really DID DANCE with the light to a rhythm.  I saw them.  The birds really DID SING a melody of joy. I heard it.

The Word spoke it; and it was: “Let the fields be jubilant and everything in them”; (Psalm 96:12)  “Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, burst into jubilant song and make music”; (Psalm 98:4) and “Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord”. (Ephesians 5:19)

Just as the birds, the trees, and the light, each of us is designed to make music to the Lord. But what music does my life make?  Does the tune of my heart whine?  Does it screech off key in ungratefulness?

I have the sheet music before me; the Word of God.  I can choose to give Him thanks or I can choose to complain.  But I can’t say I didn’t know the score. It is all around me every day.

So this morning I join that little bird in song and take my cue from that Great Conductor. I want to live a life of sweet melody to the Lord.