The Fourth of July weekend brought a new family of walkers along Georgia Shore. One youngster in the group spied Whimsy, our resident frog, sitting on a wooden bench in our garden. He excitedly pointed him out. The discovery obviously tickled him and, perhaps, sparked his imagination of a talking frog. But it takes a keen eye to notice the song book on Whimsy’s lap, and an attuned ear to distinguish what he’s croaking.
Now Whimsy is not your run of the mill frog! He’s as big as life – and full of heart! He does more than snap at flies or bask on lily pads. He’s playful, and – well, whimsical – which is what prompted his name. And he has talent! He croaks melodiously! But there is also a thoughtful side to Whimsy. He’s mindful of his blessings and grateful for his extraordinary gift! And he loves his hymnal.
A day doesn’t go by (rain or shine) but he exercises his vocal cords and serenades the birds with songs of praise. His favorite hymn (and his opening song each morning) is Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken – that wondrous expression of praise by John Newton (1779), prompted by Psalm 87:3, and set to the music of a Croatian folk song and arranged by Franz Joseph Haydn in 1797.
- Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God;
God, whose word cannot be broken, formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded, what can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s walls surrounded, thou may smile at all thy foes.
- See, the streams of living waters, springing from eternal love,
well supply thy sons and daughters, and all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river ever will their thirst assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver, never fails from age to age.
What do you croak (I mean, sing) in the morning?
Today’ Nugget: Praising our Creator in the morning awakens our spiritual senses.