If I were a lily of the field
Would I fear the bees?
Or the shriveling heat of the sun
whose light is life?
Would each raindrop represent
A terrifying flood?
If I were a bird, would I consult
The textbook on wing disease?
Would I think this flux of insects
Meant a dearth tomorrow?
Would I be afraid to sing
Because I’m not the best?
But because I know abundance
I live in fear of lack,
I have forgotten God’s enough.
I have juggled my accounts,
Heavenly and earthly,
And the sums will not add up.
In the divine arithmetic
We multiply by subtraction,
And the answer comes out ‘YES!”
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