Lots of rain and wind hit our beaches the other day. Pushed all this dead sea grass and trash on the beach. These birds didn't have the clean nice beach to gather their food.
But they found food amidst the trash and you know what, I didn't hear a single complaint. Oh, all right, those sea gulls squawk all the time, but it wasn't about the mess on the beach.
"The Lord is my portion." Psalms 119:57
When my life becomes a mess of dead grass, either by my doing or circumstances, I usually complain. May I remember the birds who continue doing what they know to do without complaint. For the Lord provides a way.