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 I Once Was Blind But Now I See

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Remembering the Morning Birds Singing Is a Treasure




Remembering the morning birds singing is a real treasure that is mine to keep.
There is a joy that is found within my heart of hearing the birds singing to bless my life.
The Lord is so very good to all and especially me for the blessings which are mine.
This is one of the dearest to me of hearing the morning birds singing.
Time will go on as it does but the memories of the times I have heard the birds singing will  be something most lasting.
Jesus is the One Who is responsible for this happening where He receives the praise.
The blessings of God are for everyone that belong to Him and the ones who aren't His yet but will be.
For it rains on the just and the unjust as the Scriptures tell us.
The same is true with the morning birds singing their songs of praise.
The unjust hears them as well as the just which is God's equality to all people.
Try as you might there is never a time when you can find God to be discriminatory.
For He is fair with everyone everywhere.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)







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