I know every bird on the mountains,
and all the animals of the field are Mine.
When I arrived at work, the tree by the parking lot was filled with birds.
I could hear them speaking with their chirping and tweeting.
As I watched, some flew away and others came to rest on the branches of the tree.
I am sitting now in the hospital room of a family member.
Is God still in control?
Yes, He is.
God knows every bird in the tree I was looking at.
He knows me and every member of my family, too.
He has not forgotten us.