Over the past few years I have a new appreciation for hearing birds sing. As I enjoy breakfast on the deck (in Wisconsin in March no less!) I can hear so many different songs that I can't even separate them. They are like a symphony that has been carefully rehearsed with each note practiced to perfection.
If I shift my attention I can hear the cars cruising past on the highway a distance away. It's rush hour so it's a steady droning and somewhat unpleasant sound in the background.
As humans, I believe that the sounds we send out are a choice. We can decide to be a song bird lifting our praises and concerns with a lovely thankful voice or we can choose an irritating voice of constant discontent. Oh what a difference it makes in our life and the lives of those around us!
It makes me think about my own voice and the song I emit to the world.
If I shift my attention I can hear the cars cruising past on the highway a distance away. It's rush hour so it's a steady droning and somewhat unpleasant sound in the background.
As humans, I believe that the sounds we send out are a choice. We can decide to be a song bird lifting our praises and concerns with a lovely thankful voice or we can choose an irritating voice of constant discontent. Oh what a difference it makes in our life and the lives of those around us!
It makes me think about my own voice and the song I emit to the world.
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