minipansies Bobbing in the breeze, miniature pansies begged, like baby robins. When I didn’t water them, their faces became question marks—two dozen questions without answers.

When I walked down the path, I thought of the answer Jesus may have given: “Or take the lilies; they do not spin, they do not weave; but I tell you, Solomon in all his splendor was not arrayed like any one of them . . . Stop worrying” (Lk. 12:27, 29).

Have you ever begged God for something, but never received it for a very long time, but then the request fell into your lap? Perhaps you thought, “Maybe I better duck when I ask in complete dependence upon God!” There is no need to worry.

O God, teach me trust. Help me learn the lesson that there is no need to worry. Let me be like the flowers which, without worry or care, grace the world in splendor.

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