Saturday of week 11 in Ordinary Time

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Do not worry about tomorrow.
Each day has enough troubles of its own.
We feel so often ever so low.
Everything seems to be in a grey tone.

But tomorrow will look after itself.
Set your hearts on his kingdom first.
Try not to dwell on the self.
He is all that will slake your thirst.

So do not worry ,do not say.
What are we to eat.
Perhaps things will or will not or may.
It’s enough each day to greet.

Leave the worries, concentrate on the breath.
For the great leveller will come in its time,  death.

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The grass grows so green.
Flowers rise up and they bloom.
Then in furnace thrown.

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See Matthew 6: 24-34