Just think of all I do. Can you see the beginning and end of you? Can you ask Me why, and then go polish the sky? 💙 Then why try to figure things out. Worry is never what it's about. Can you maneuver and make it right? Can you see into the night? 💙 But I can do all things, and even use My wings. It is My job to care for you. So, rest in what I do! 💙 You can't fathom the good. Though I think you should. When all is gone, only I can fix what's wrong.
