Last night, the power went out in our neighborhood. It was out for about a half an hour. Just long enough to start gathering candles and flashlights. As we were speculating the cause and how long it would be out, Steven piped up..."Well, I guess we're gonna' have to get a new house."
So funny and silly, but oh to have that kind of faith! He doesn't worry about what the future will bring, where our finances are, or if daddy and mommy are going to take care of him. He just assumes that if our house doesn't work anymore, we'll get a new one.
That's the kind of faith that God wants from me. Trusting in him every day to supply my needs and take care of me. God is faithful! His eyes are on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.
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That's so sweet.
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