“But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish in the sea inform you. Which of all these does not know that the hand of the LORD has done this? In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind. Job 12:7-10 NIV
It is such a blessing to wake up and hear the thrilling sounds of bird calls.
It’s been over a year since I started working on my garden and though I am not as active as before, the ecosystem it has engendered and seeing it develop, has been a pleasant experience.
From moths, snails, toads, crickets, lizards, hummingbirds, butterflies, worms, cats, beetles, white flies and other creatures that I have no clue about.
Some of the encounters have been amazing, like having my own ‘pet’ hummingbirds. Who come down for a bath and to drink water when I water the garden. So what I do, is to wet up the numerous palm trees in my yard.
Watching these little marvels has been an immense pleasure over the last year.
Then there have been unpleasant experiences, like those with the cats who dig up my plants, killing my seedlings, defecating in the soil, patrolling my yard constantly, like it’s their own personal love shack and driving me crazy with their incessant ‘bab like cries’, screams and yowls – which I recently learned indicates the female is in heat.
It feels like the song ‘The 12 days of Christmas’ sometimes. Poor Agnes! 😦
Not to mention the more scary encounters. The other night I came face to face with a bullfrog. I took off without looking back. As well as dodging the 40 legs, as we call em, which can be poisonous.
When did my yard become a haven for such a huge and diverse ecosystem?
But I remember…
It was all God and that it is all good. It is not only a haven for me, but for the other creatures of God as well.
I have had many pleasurable moments lounging in peace.
Lounging with Christ and hearing Him in my spirit; guiding me and answering my questions.
Lounging in the cocoon of clean air purified by my plants.
Lounging in what is a small representation of what heaven will be like.
Even if I am fighting with the 50-11 little cats; one day I will lie in peace with the big cats.
That is what heaven will be like.
So now, I simply sit and enjoy the bird calls, in the morn.
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than six years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories among others.
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