|mocking bird atop SSM Boston chapel cross|
I have woken to birdsong every morning this week, and I finally figured out that it was not a variety of birds making most of that music, though the song varies widely. Sometimes it is simple; other times much more complex.
We can also hear it in chapel. We have quiet before the services, of course, but also between readings, so the birdsong comes in the window loud and clear. Sr. Emily Louise enjoys it even more than I do, I think, judging from her expressions in the time before services begin. This morning I gather his (her?) repetoire included a cuckoo song. I'll have to take her word for that!
I am quite sure that enjoying this gift of God is part of our prayer during this time, and I am thankful.
Let all creation bless the Lord! That means mockingbirds and cuckoos - and us, too.