Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.
/ Luke 12:27-30
this week has been another tiring week - as with the previous weeks. is it going to be like this for the rest of the year? i have a feeling it can only get worse and this is just the tip of the iceberg. i know You're real - even when i cannot see. you're the rest to the weary, the drink to the thirsty.. the faith to the helpless, the hope to the lonely.. the sweet to the bitter, the healing to the hurting.. you're everything i could ever need. i'm deeply in love with you.
Be still, there is a healer. His love is deeper than the sea, His mercy, it is unfailing - His arms are a fortress for the weak.
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