“Said the robin to the sparrow,
‘I should really like to know,
Why these anxious human beings
Rush about and worry so.’
Said the sparrow to the robin,
‘Friend, I think that it must be,
That they have no heavenly Father
Such as cares for you and me.’”
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
How often do we get caught up with worrying about something to the point that our anxiety level equates to nothing less than stress? If the birds in this poem got it rights, we shouldn’t worry about anything. God will work things out, all we need to do is have faith.
Lord, thank you for being so mindful of us. Help us to fully rely on you for all things.