12/07/2025
🌿 A gentle reminder on the days when everything feels too heavy:
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.”
— Luke 12:27
If God clothes the grass of the field—here today, gone tomorrow—with such exquisite care…
how much more will He clothe you?
How much more does He see you, hold you, carry you through the fire?
When the world shakes, when loss comes, when the job disappears or the diagnosis lands hard—whisper this truth to your weary soul:
You are not forgotten.
You are not alone.
The One who paints the lilies and feeds the sparrows has His eyes on you.
He may not always remove the storm, but He promises to walk through it with you.
And that, beloved, changes everything.
So breathe.
Trust.
Rest in the hands that hold the whole world—and still have room to hold your breaking heart.
You are loved beyond measure.
Today, tomorrow, and through every unknown.
💛
