More Than the Sparrows

READ: MATTHEW 6:25-34; 1 PETER 5:7 What will you do after you graduate? If Destiny heard those words one more time… She rubbed her forehead with tired fingertips. As the computer loaded yet another search for college options, Destiny groaned. If only she knew which way to choose. “Dessi!” The back door slammed, and a set of pigtails peeked around the corner. “What do you want, Laila?” Destiny said as she began clicking results. “Come and swing,” Laila said. “You’ve been on there all day.” Destiny paused, her fingers hovering above the keyboard. The thought of researching another college made her want to gag. She relented. “Let’s go.” Both girls darted from the house, bursting out the door and into the warm sunshine. Destiny followed Laila to the big oak tree with the homemade swing. Fresh air filled her lungs and washed the heated flush from her cheeks as she gave her little sister a shove. Laila soared into the air. Just then, a flutter at the base of th...