I said in my heart, It is because of the sons of men,
that God may prove them, and that they may see that they themselves are
but as beasts. For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth
beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the
other; yea, they have all one breath; and man hath no preeminence above
the beasts: for all is vanity.
All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
Who
knoweth the spirit of man, whether it goeth upward, and the spirit of
the beast, whether it goeth downward to the earth? ~ Ecclesiastes
3.18-21 ASV
Jesus loves the little children,
furry, scaly, man or beast.
We don’t deserve God’s love.
Who’s to say we get it more than the creatures?
Why not enjoy work? Life’s too short not to.
We need not worry, need not plan,
need not take charge.
That’s God’s job, and he enjoys it.
I’m content to enjoy my job
and leave the driving to God.
God, make it true. Give me contentment.
Love me as unconditionally as my dog does.
Help me to love — and trust —
you that way too.

- Barbara B. Rollins A Time for Verse - Poetic Ponderings on Ecclesiastes (Kindle Locations 279-291)
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