"Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his life?" (Matthew 6:26-27, Jesus speaking).
So I considered a lone sparrow, happily feasting on hundreds of dead June bugs outside of a quiet video store one day this past week. The tiny speckled bird had no concerns darkening his feathers, but was darting about feasting on the fallen bugs (which most likely died after encountering the store's sign or some such chaos).
There were no other birds about when I noticed him (or was it a she?), but the voracity with which the little bird gobbled up insects showed me how much trust - if you can call what animals have trust - was placed in its provider.
May my trust be the same in the Creator, whether surrounded by plenty or living with one mere june bug.