Do birdies speak to you? Well, not in the common way but delivering hopeful reminders nonetheless. I love birds. God uses these amazing creatures to remind me of how much He loves me and that I need not fear the present dilemma trying to pull me down into worry, depression, or melancholy. He sees your dilemma today also. Oh my, rare are the days when they are absent. Even on smooth-sailing days we find ourselves remaining on guard for the next wave.
This morning I introduced face book friends to my new babies. I'm calling one of these little ones BJ, in honor of Miss Betty Jean Gibbs who today will be looking upward to receive the care and nurture of my Heavenly Father.
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?"