His Eye is on the Sparrow

Yesterday my relentless hubby contacted both doctors' offices to make sure someone called in the PET scan order. Last night, he received messages from both and they are on it! One of them should be able to make this happen! A good thing.

As life goes on, T is keeping very busy. We learned the last time around that it makes good sense to work hard; sleep comes easier that way. In May, my brother painted our house. We're so glad he did that job! Once finished, he left almost four gallons of paint so we could paint the shed. We took care of that last weekend and worked on several other projects as well.  One of the projects was the bench at the top of our backyard hill. My mother gave it to us last summer; it had been sitting under a tarp in her carport. T took it apart and I painted it with the leftover house paint. We use what we have these days. On beautiful, sunny, summer mornings like today, T will take his coffee up to the top of the world (that's my name for that spot) and soak in the beauty of God's creation. 

Here's the hillside:

Here's the bench up closer:

 

And here's the view from the top of the world:

 

This morning, as T sat drinking his coffee and gazing at the tall firs that surround our home, he noticed a tiny bird at the top of a little branch in a huge tree, surrounded by taller trees. At that moment, the Lord whispered into his heart and mind, "Remember, should that sparrow fall, I will know it. I know you. I know where you are, and I am here with you." As T recounted that moment to me, my eyes filled with tears. We know we are not alone. He will never leave us, never ignore us. Emails have come from around the world, reassuring us of prayers and support. We are so thankful; we are so blessed. For His eye is on the sparrow and we know He watches us as well.