The Morning Breeze

The morning breeze wafts over the hillside.
It is orchestrated by the Lord's own hand.
He makes the birds sing when they are supposed to do so.
The trees play their music in adoration to their King.
It is a Sunday morning when the steeple bells chime.
They are playing an old familiar hymn.
People hear the music from the steeple.
They also can hear the songs the robins sing.
It carries on the winds to reach every soul who will listen.
There is no disputing going on below in God's earth.
There is no bickering going on between parents and children.
Each are getting ready to face the new day.
How wonderful is the Lord's work.
How special can it be!
The world is a new one.
It seems that the ways of the old world are lost.
Give praise to the Lord of Hosts.
Sing praises unto Him.
Make a joyful noise to the ear of God.
The morning breeze does that to people.
It makes you sing praises unto the Heavenly Father.
Enjoy the morning breeze for you may not have another morniing in which to praise Him.
Listen to the music that the morning breeze plays for all who will hear it. 
Rejoice in the Lord Jesus Christ.