This morning I was tempted to worry.
I came inside from taking Jacob to school with my mind sorting through 1,000 things on my to-do list. But I felt like God had something to say and I needed to get still to hear it. So I sat down and read a daily meditation then looked up to see about 20 birds playing in our yard.
Strange, because we rarely have birds - especially not this many.
I sat for a minute and remembered that last night after a really long day, Ty dropped the big bag of dinner as he was getting out of the car. Poor kid just wanted to be helpful but he forgets he has a cast on his foot.
The birds were enjoying the Rosas he left by the curb.
And then this verse came to my mind
“Look at all the birds—do you think they worry about their existence? They don’t plant or reap or store up food, yet your heavenly Father provides them each with food. Aren’t you much more valuable to your Father than they? So, which one of you by worrying could add anything to your life?”
And then my mind went back to the 2 flowers I noticed as I walked in - apparently our sweet potato vine decided to bloom overnight. I was on my phone and walked past them, distracted by the urgent things I thought I needed to do, but it must have made an impression because I remembered it when I read the next verse -
“And why would you worry about your clothing? Look at all the beautiful flowers of the field. They don’t work or toil, and yet not even Solomon in all his splendor was robed in beauty more than one of these!”
I wasn’t worried about clothing. We have way more than we need. But the things I’m worried about are just as trite and I needed to remember who provides it all.
Then I read the next verse -
“So if God has clothed the meadow with hay, which is here for such a short time and then dried up and burned, won’t he provide for you the clothes you need—even though you live with such little faith?”
And that’s when I remembered snapping this pic this morning to send to my brother because the Blue Bell truck and the golden field and the picturesque west Texas morning made me think of him.
I didn’t know God was writing my morning devotional and wanted me to have a visual.
I got to enjoy all of this and wanted to share with you, too.