As I went walking a country highway this morning, I found a group of eight or ten robins breakfasting in grass just exposed by melting snow. I watched these birds for a little while, but they did not invite me to join them. I have no ill feeling toward them over this. I do trust in God that my morning meal will also be provided--at another table.
Matthew 6:26: Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow, nor reap, nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?