I woke up one morning to a cold, frosty day. A huge flock of Bohemian waxwings was devouring the berries on our ice-covered mountain ash tree, and their angelic song seemed to sing these words: “In God I trust!”
The previous night, my husband and I had talked about the disruptive events in our country and the world. I was so saddened and couldn’t stop my thoughts from drifting to a dark place. But I was also praying, declaring God to be the only Mind and Truth, all-power and all-good. As a Christian Scientist, I’ve learned to “stand upon the mount,” not because of the wind, earthquake, or fire—disruptive events—but to hear the “still small voice” of Truth and Love (see I Kings 19:11, 12).
The birds’ song that frosty morning reminded me of something a dear friend says: “I listen only to God. That works for me.” I thought I did also, but I could see that I’d been thinking all the “right truths” about God and His creation, but I wasn’t really feeling them in my heart. When I heard the birds’ song, it resonated in a way I could understand. I finally declared, “In God I really do trust!”
