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Merry Christmas Morning

I love quiet mornings when I am up and everyone else is sleeping.  With two teens in the house (well actually one is 20 now) opening stockings on Mum and Dad’s bed doesn’t happen quite as early anymore.  Mifi woke me up this morning..her whiskers tickling my face… meowing to be fed.  So I got up. 

I’m sitting in the living room.  Lights are sparkling on the tree.  The best part though, are my birds.  Outside my living room window I am blessed to watch so many birds.  My favourite are the chickadees.  This morning there is also a cardinal, very bright red in a background of gray (it’s a cloudy, sloppy day).  Mourning doves grace the ground.  Tufted Titmice (or would it be titmouses… I don’t know) flit back and forth to the feeder.  I even saw a woodpecker on the seed-filled suet hanger.  

I have a thing for birds.. I kind of identify with them… feel like I am one of them.  Not for any logical reason.  When I was little people used to say I “ate like a bird”… in my young mind I associated that with I “am like a bird”.   This led me to love the Sabbath School song God Sees the Little Sparrow Fall  again I was the sparrow and yes, He loves me too.  

So on this quiet Christmas morning I leave you with these words…  “He loves me too, He loves me too, I know He loves me too.  If God so loves the little things, I know He loves me too.”

God bless you abundantly more than you could ever ask or imagine.  May you rest in the assurance that He loves me too.

Merry Christmas.

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