My little guy is at my feet, sound asleep. Apparently he has absolute faith that he is taken care of and that he will be taken care of.
I don't think that his faith comes from the fact that he can see me. I think he just uses the love he was born with, lets it grow and flow like the proverbial mustard seed whose only job is to grow, so grow it does. No nattering, coaxing, worrying, analyzing...it grows because God formed it, gave it its job to do, and set it free to be. Which, if we would only accept it, is just what he did for you and me.
So here's my theory: Animals, plants...all nonhuman living things...do God so well because they neither want nor believe they need to think about it...plus they don't have opposable thumbs.
Simplify. Detach. Love. Laugh.
Thank you.
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