consider. a poem.

when old faithful

doesn’t seem so faithful

spinning and toiling is all that’s left

except to pray

which at times I have my doubts about

though it pains me to admit

seems my mustard seed isn’t up to snuff these days

isn’t big enough to move some mountains

makes me wonder why I bothered moving all the ones I have before

what’s it worth to the lilies anyway

they sit in their fields happy as ever

and fall comes

still

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Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clotheyou, O you of little faith? “And do not seek what you should eat or what you should drink, nor have an anxious mind. For all these things the nations of the world seek after, and your Father knows that you need these things. But seek the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added to you.
~Luke 12:27-31

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