On my early morning walk, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders, I glanced up through a small clearing in the trees. In one quick glance I noted the sun, 2 airplanes at different elevations and going in different directions, an eagle, and a common sparrow.
I never question whether or not the sun will rise–I just look forward to basking in its warmth. When I fly, I sit back in my too-crowded airplane seat and busy myself reading a book or writing my own. I never worry about how the pilot will get me to my destination, I just trust that he will. I never get fearful those birds will drop from the sky (just maybe WHAT they will drop :).