Even as, long ago, I spoke to you of my cares and woes, laying my worries at your feet in desperation, then began you working your grace.
The solutions were set in motion even as I asked!
You are providence, Lord. The crops do not yet grow but the seed rests in the granary. Spring will bring planting and, fall, harvest and bounty.
Thank you for all the overflow that is already on its way.
What new worry am I to lay at your feet today? O Lord, grant me patient acceptance.