The Faith of a Bird

One summer day, I sat and observed

Until my eyes caught a flock of birds

But on this summer day

I saw them in a different way

If only birds could talk; so much I would have to say

But they flew and they flew

To trees not too far

Then I thought to myself, boy, do these birds have heart

To live each day filled with the unexpected

Not having any security, but flying freely as if knowing their needs would not be neglected

Those free birds flying about freely

Going from tree to tree, probably living life with no meaning

But my dear God takes care of them too

Just the same as He does for me and you

So why have little faith when he takes care of things with no souls?

Take a leap of faith and go out to do something bold

Because a bird's way of life is to do nothing but fly

But imagine what you can achieve with God if you just try.