The buzzing of a fly!
(Octavius Winslow, "The God of Bethel")
Look at that flower!
It neither toils nor spins — and why? Because your Heavenly Father clothes it!
Look at that bird!
Leaping from bow to bow, springing from hill to valley, sparkling with beauty, gushing with song, and wild with ecstatic delight! It has not a thought or care of its own; and why? Because God thinks and cares for it.
Oh, you of little faith!
Why do you hesitate . . .
to trust all your personal interests,
to confide all your worldly affairs,
to disclose all your temporal needs and sorrows in prayer to God?
He is not too high for your lowest need, nor too great for your smallest care.
"If the buzzing of a fly troubles me," says John Newton, "I may take it to God."
This is not mere sentiment.
It is the practical embodiment of a principle of experimental religion most honoring to God and sanctifying to us; the principle of faith, which . . .
acknowledges God in all our ways,
sees God in everything, and
takes everything, the smallest, to God.