day 7…finding a song (the sound of a blackbird)

It takes time for a blackbird to find it’s song. It learns how to sing by listening to older Blackbirds. It memorizes their songs, learns to distinguish a neighbour’s notes from a stranger, can distinguish different musical dialects. Over time a blackbird finds a song of its own.

Does our song come fully fledged? I don’t think so. Don’t we learn our song, make it our own through all we live, love and lose? We learn our song by what surprises and delights us, what buckles or dismays; we memorise the songs of those we no longer hear, they are part of our song now. We have taken time to learn the song that is ours to sing. We only learn it through living.

God is the air that carries our song. God knows each note we sing. To be known by God is to be loved by God, because God can only know lovingly.

 ““God…loved a world into being and imagined into it men and women who…might know things only lovingly, as the God who was love did.”

In Your loving is your knowing, Elizabeth Templeton.

Jesus knows only lovingly, as the God who was love did. He is the air and the song and a fellow bird singing.

“Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds”.

Jesus, Matthews gospel

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