Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?
-Matthew 6:26
I love the sound of rippling water as it glides past the rocks. I have many fond memories of going down to a local creek and just sitting by the water, soaking my feet in the cold water as I dozed off or just had some quiet time.
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