Yesterday in the downpour, I heard a sweet song. When I looked out the window, a little sparrow had perched on the back of the lawn chair singing with all his heart. Rain could not hold back his joy. We thanked him for his cheerful blessing. His visit seemed to coincide with a recent find, the angel shown above, holding a bird. Elliot and I both got that she was the Angel of Protection; how God looks after the birds of the field, so how much greater is His care for us.
The song I heard this morning came on wings of its own. An old favorite, His Eye is on the Sparrow. I thought of that little bird singing in the rain as the familiar lyrics came to mind. "I sing because I'm happy. I sing because I'm free. For His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."
Enjoy your day with the Angels.
Love and blessings,
Karen
