They have joy
Animals have the joy of living, but we have taken it away from them. They have joy, and we have so much besides joy, yet we are never satisfied. The animals never worry about the future, they do not stack food in granaries and barns, yet the Lord always feeds them. They nibble a twig here, peck at a seed there, they find protection in a hole or a burrow, and they are grateful to God. Not so us men. The birds are always singing praises to the Lord. They begin their song early, at three o’clock in the morning, and don’t stop until nine. At nine they calm down a bit — it’s only then that they go looking for food to feed their young. Then they start singing again. Nobody tells them to sing — they just do. And what about us? We’re always frowning, always pouting; we don’t feel like singing or doing anything else. We should follow the example of the birds. They’re always joyful whereas we’re always bothered by something. What is it that bothers us? Nothing, really… Isn’t that right?
— Elder Thaddeus, Our Thoughts Determine our Lives, p. 131
Image: An eastern towhee (photo from Wikipedia). We’ve been enjoying several of these around our feeder.