Also remember the words of Jesus Christ, “The birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head” (Matt. 8:20). Dear Lord Jesus, for my sake You were made far poorer than a bird. The birds have their nests, but You did not own so much as a place where You might happily lay Your head [Matt. 8:20; Luke 9:58]. Blessed by Your most holy poverty by which You make me wealthy in heaven. “Christ’s poverty is my patrimony” I say with St. Ambrose. Dear Lord Jesus, You want us to be constant students of Your creation. Thus You said that from the birds of the air we should learn to trust Your Father in every need (Matt. 6:26). No one has ever known a bird to cry itself to death, hang itself in desperation, or drown itself. Oh, help us never to forget Your faithful warning, but to trust You confidently and to leave You to care for us little birds of the forest.
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