The birds of the air
This bird's nest, outlived by its occupants, fell from the kamuning tree.
The birds visit in the morning. They sing and dance, with not a care in the world. They hide in the canopy during rains.
Birds remind me of these comforting words of Jesus:
Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? (Matthew 6:26)
This has been a tough week so far, but God's word sustains me.