In the Garden

Greetings!!!

Are you a birdwatcher? I am fascinated when I watch birds. Each one is so different from all the rest. The coloring and field marks of each one  are  unique and help in identifying each species. The song and the call help to distinguish one bird from another. It was the song that helped me to realize we had a new bird in our yard. It took quite a while to find the illusive bird, but finally I was able to put the voice with the bird!! It was a Baltimore Oriole. My heart leaped for joy! 

Do you like to listen to the to the voices of the birds? There is another voice that in even more delightful to hear. It is quiet and sweet. John 10:2-5,14-16 puts it this way: "The man who enter by the gate is the shepherd of his sheep. To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name, and leads them out. When he puts forth all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice. And a stranger they simply will not follow, but will flee from him, because they do not know the voice of strangers. I am the good shepherd; and I know My own, and My own know Me, even as the Father knows Me and I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep. And I have other sheep, which are not of this fold; I must bring them also, and they shall hear My voice; and they shall become one flock with one shepherd."

I love to hear the birds wake me in the morning. I am intrigued by their voices, but even more than the voices of the birds, I long to hear the voice of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. When was the last time you heard His voice? Take time to stop and listen to Him today.

The LORD bless you with hearing His sweet voice.

I love you,

Ruth

This song always comes to mind while I am alone in my garden.

In the Garden by C. Austin Miles

I come to the garden alone,

While the dew is still on the roses;

And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,

The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own,

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.

Se speaks, and the sound of His voice

Is so sweet the birds hush their singing;

And the melody that He gave to me

Within my heart is ringing.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own,

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.

I'd stay in the garden with Him

Tho the night around me be falling;

But He bids me go thru a voice of woe,

His voice to me is calling.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,

And He tells me I am His own, 

And the joy we share as we tarry there,

None other has ever known.