This is a good reminder today. It’s been a tough month for me. I’ve been focused on what hasn’t been going my way, turning a blind eye to endless ways in which I’ve been taken care of. If He sees to the birds of the air, how much more will He see to me. My prayer in this moment is that I would see the beauty in the quotidian, that I would believe in the mystery and magic of life and of love, that I would trust in a God who’s sufficiency is sometimes disguised in heartbreak, in suffering, in a fog of confusion so thick that it demands ruthless trust.
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