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Besides, God is our Father. “Your heavenly Father feedeth them.” He is not the bird’s Father. An earthly father will do more for his children than for his fowls. A mother will give more thought to her baby than to her canary. Our heavenly Father, will provide more surely, more carefully, for His own children than for His birds. A like lesson concerning raiment, Jesus teaches from the flowers. God clothes the lilies in loveliness far surpassing any adornment which the finest looms or the rarest skill of art can produce. “Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” We are better than flowers. They live but a day, and their beauty fades. They are lovely, but they have no soul, no mind, no future. If our Father lavishes so much beauty on plants that last but a day and then perish, need we fear that He will fail to provide for us, His own children, who are to live forever? Like the lilies, we should grow wherever God plants us, not complaining, not vexing ourselves with anxious care, pouring out the fragrance of love, fulfilling God’s purpose and doing God’s will.
“Yes, leave it with Him
The lilies all do,
And they grow;
They grow in the rain,
And they grow in the dew
Yes, they grow;
They grow in the darkness, all hid in the night,
They grow in the sunshine, revealed by the light
Still they grow,
“They ask not your planting,
They need not your care
As they grow.
Dropped down in the valley,
The field, anywhere
There they grow;
They grow in their beauty, arrayed in pure white;
They grow, clothed in glory, by heaven’s own light
Sweetly grow.
“The grasses are clothed
And the ravens are fed
From His store;
But you who are loved
And guarded and led,
How much more
Will He clothe you, and feed you, and give you His care
Then leave it with Him; He has, everywhere,
Ample store,
“Yes, leave it with Him;
‘Tis more dear to His heart,
You will know,
Than the lilies that bloom,
Or the flowers that start
‘Neath the snow.
Whatever you need, if you ask it m prayer,
You can leave it with Him, for you are His care!
You, you know.”
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