Resting In God's Love I was sitting neath a tree Resting in God's land When out popped a little bird No bigger than my hand He stood in front of me And strutted with pride Every now and then Looking to see if I smiled It seemed he wanted me to notice The display he put on for me It seemed he knew I needed that To set my spirit free Does God use even little birds To comfort and console? Could this little guy be heaven sent? To ease my burdened soul? There is so much joy in the little things If we take the time to see That the earth doesn't revolve Around just you and me There are flowers and trees Oceans and skies All of God's creation Right before our eyes The beauty is breathtaking His creatures a joy If we just take the time To sit back and enjoy I can't help but Praise God When I rest in His land When I rest in His love When I rest in His hand There is no greater peace Than resting in His arms And letting Him soothe My hurting heart Thank you and Praise you Jesus!! Mary Silva September, 2003