When I hear the birds of the air, I hear them singing:
“We are happy,
We are fed,
By the Father’s hand,
We get our bread.”
When I see the lilies of the field, I see them expressing:
“We are beautiful,
We are dressed,
By the Father’s hand,
We are blessed.”
When I consider these of lesser esteem, I consider my Father’s comforting:
“You are valuable,
So much more than they,
Remember the birds and the lilies,
And don’t worry about this day.”
Inspired by Matthew 6:25-34
Prayer:
Thank you, Father, for the birds and the lilies that remind me that all my days are held in the palm Your hand. Amen.
Truth in love,
Heather
Truth in Love 