Let Your Soul Sing
"Sing joyfully to the LORD, you righteous; it is fitting for the upright to praise him. Praise the LORD with the harp; make music to him on the ten-stringed lyre. Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy." (Ps 33:1-3 NIV)
The birds are singing again in the mountains of my home. The warm, March air
is carrying dozens of different songs to my delighted ears as I walk my dogs in
the morning. Everywhere I go I can hear the sweet music coming from my feathered
friends in the treetops. This year there are even several Woodpeckers providing
a nice drum section to back up the wonderful choir of happiness that I am
hearing. Every song is such a pleasure to hear. Each one is special. Each one is
full of joy. Each one is full of love. Each one is full of life. All of them are
blending together as well into one glorious song of thanks to God. Spring may
look like sunshine and smell like flowers, but in my ears it will always sound
like birdsong.
My little singers are helping me to remember something very important as well.
They are reminding me that I still have my own song to sing in this world. I
still have a lot of joy left to spread. I still have a lot of love left to
share. I still have a lot of life left to live. I still have a lot of goodness
and oneness with God left to give to everyone I meet. I don’t want to die full
of regret because my music was still inside of me.
I may just be one, little bird singing in this vast world, but I am going to
keep chirping away. I know that if you take away just one bird the song of life
becomes less. I know too that if you add just one more singer this glorious song
becomes so much more. I will be happy then to be a part of God’s choir of joy
here on Earth until I can join God’s choir of joy in Heaven.
In everything you say and in everything you do let your heart and soul sing with
love, joy, and oneness with God. Make your own life a beautiful song that brings
happiness to the ears of the world. Sing like a bird on the first day of Spring.
Sing like an Angel on her first day in Heaven. Sing and invite all you know to
join in the music.
Joseph J. Mazzella