On the branch of an old oak tree lived two small sparrows named Pip and Twig. Every morning they woke to the sound of the stream and the smell of warm earth, and every morning they found seeds waiting in the grass below. One day the wind grew fierce and cold. Pip fluffed his feathers and shivered. "What if the seeds are all blown away?" he chirped. "What if the stream freezes? What will we eat?" Twig hopped closer and pressed against his brother. "Have you ever woken up hungry?" Pip thought about it. He had not. Not once. "The Father who put feathers on our backs," said Twig, "knows how many we have. He knows when the wind blows. He knows where the seeds fall." Pip looked down at his own small body, at the feathers the Father had given him, each one counted and placed. He thought of the mornings when dew sat on the grass like tiny gifts, when berries appeared on bushes he had never noticed before, when the stream always held water even on the driest days. The wind still blew. It was still cold. But Pip did not feel afraid anymore. "The Father sees us," whispered Twig. "He sees us," Pip agreed. They tucked their heads beneath their wings and slept, two small hearts beating without fear, because the One who made them had not forgotten them. What We Learn The birds do not plant seeds or store grain in barns, yet the Father feeds them. He knows every feather, every need, every fear. When we worry, we can remember: the One who made us sees us too. Discussion Questions 1. Why was Pip afraid when the wind blew? What made him feel better? 2. What are some things the Father gives the birds without them asking? 3. Is there something that makes you worry? What would it mean to trust the Father with it, the way Pip learned to trust? Bedtime Prayer Father, thank You for seeing me. Thank You for knowing what I need before I even ask. When I feel afraid, help me remember that You are taking care of me, just like You take care of the birds. I trust You tonight. Amen.