Disasters in the world and
When I see the heavy burdens
That some of my friends carry,
I sometimes hesitate to
Bring my simple requests to
God.
They seem so insignificant in
Comparison.
But if my Father counts the
Hairs on my head, and keeps
Track of my tears in His bottle
And has engraved my name on
The palm of His hand,
I can be certain that He really
Does care about me.
Immensely.
Even my little concerns are no
Bother to my Father.
He makes no comparisons.
In His mind no prayer request is
Ever too big and none is ever
Too small.