the birds; the chip monks
Running worry-free in my yard.
No bills; no budgets;
no financial planning for the future.
Yet, they live a fulfilling life.
A simple life with the ultimate trust
that You will provide
And You do...They know that...
So why do we worry
when You have promised us more?
Remembering all the care You have given;
the promises You have kept.
and the worries You have proven wrong.
I forget my worries and,
like the squirrel, the bird, the chip monk...
I Believe.
-Roseann A. Passiatore, Community Writer
