Mary Comley

(Victoria, Australia)

Trust

At night outside my window, I hear tiny birds sing. And whilst my sleep's elusive, they go on twittering. There is no sun to warm them, nor can they see the trees. But they go on trusting God that He will meet their needs. So no need to wait for dawning, a thankful song to share. It matters not to them if dark or night is there. Their songs are rai

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