Morning Bird

I woke up early one morning

The earth lay cool and still

When suddenly a tiny bird

Perched on my windowsill.

He sang a song so lovely

So carefree and so gay

That slowly all my troubles

Began to slip away.

He sang of far off places

Of laughter and of fun

It seems his winsome tweeting

Brought up the morning sun.

I stirred beneath the covers

Crept slowly out of bed

Then gently lowered the window

And crushed his little head.

I am not a morning person.

I don't know who wrote that poem but I like it. No, I would not harm a little bird that woke me early in the morning with a sweet song, though I have been tempted to let my husband get rid of the birds who unceasingly tap on the outside of my bedroom wall at the break of dawn every morning. Generally I do like birds. But I am not a morning person.

AtHome America

We recently got a new youth pastor at our church. The Hargraves are a sweet couple; newly married and expecting their first child. Since Angie wants to spend a lot of time with her baby, she found a career that will allow her to do that. She is a HomeStyle Specialist with AtHome America.

AtHome America sells a wide variety of products from dishes to end tables to decorations for your home. Please check out her website and see all the nice things you could buy. The website is athome.com/ahargrave.

If you see something you want to buy, order from Angie so she gets all the benefits. Also if you decide to buy something please contact me and give me your name so I can get credit too. As a hostess I can get discounts if people order through me.

You can contact me by leaving a comment on this blog or email me. There is an email link on the bottom of my website, Beauty of the Heart. Follow the link to the right.

Enjoy browsing!

Hi Jesus!

My daughter says and does a lot of cute things. Lately she has been trying to understand things about Jesus and other biblical things. So from time to time I will have to share these stories.

Today my daughter came into my room while I was studying my Bible and said “Jesus isn’t here. He can’t hear me.” I told her, “Yes He is. He is right here and heard you say that.” So she looked up and said “Hi!” Then she looked at me and said, “Will Jesus say hi to me?” I told her that you can’t hear Jesus speak out loud. He speaks to us through the Bible. So she looked down at my Bible that was sitting on my lap and said “hi!” then put her ear to it expecting Jesus to answer. I explained to her that God wrote the Bible and that is His way of talking to us, then I read her a verse.