Kenny's email:
In these trying times this is a story that people will know that GOD still works miracles :
I was changing jigs to run different boat when I brought in station 1 and found a nest with two baby birds in it . They rode over from Bld. 14 to Bld. 5 line 5 never fell out but cold . We put nest with the birds, never touching birds just nest with rags in a box .I toke them back to bld. 14 placed them still in nest at same place they where on other jig put jig back in rack hoping she would come back and find them . I returned about 15 minutes later and found her sitting on her nest . The Mom & Baby's are Doves Just like the Mom returning to the nest to keep her babies alive the orders will pick up to keep business alive and well . thank you have a nice day.
--Kenny Line 5 Supervisor
they do not sow or reap or store away in barns,
and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not much more valuable than they?
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
matt 6:26-27
“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny?
Yet not one of them will fall to the ground
apart from the will of your Father
So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.”
matt 10:29-31
His Eye is on the Sparrow
Why should I feel discouraged,
why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely,
and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion?
My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
“Let not your heart be troubled,”
His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness,
I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth,
but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Whenever I am tempted,
whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing,
when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him,
from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Refrain
I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
written by Civilla D. Martin
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