I was on lunch break today and thinking about how in the world we were going to make ends meet this month. Right then 3 crows flew up and landed nearby and began finding worms and insects to eat, plenty of them.

They looked happy and unconcerned about their lot in life. I was reminded of a story I’ve read in an old Book many times that birds are fed and they aren’t worth near as much as we are. How much more will we be fed and cared for by a loving Father, so why worry ? The birds don’t.

Keep the faith Brother. 

It'll work out. 

 

 

 

Mike

a country boy can survive ?