None but you.
Will the planted trees bear fruit? Will I have the wherewithal to clean the shed?
Some parts of the day appear out of my control, others completely within my grasp. Yet in truth I am a mist — here, then gone. If I hope to do this or that thing, how can I say it will come to pass?
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Lord, let me look to no other supply but you. Even in the face of calamity, you have always provided.
How could it not be so even now, at peace!
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I trust fully the supply will come?
Reading:
“All the trees are losing their leaves, and not one of them is worried.” — Donald Miller
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“Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.” — Rabindranath Tagore
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“Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” — James 4:14 (KJV)
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