The animals take cover; they remain in their dens. The tempest comes out from its chamber, the cold from the driving winds. Job 37:8-9
The Hawk has his solid nest in the pines and the eagle has fled to her mountain. The ducks and geese have packed their bags and wisely headed for warmer climes, but where do the little birds go? Where do my friends the chick-a-dee, the sparrow, and the tit-mouse pass their snowy stormy nights?
Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Matthew 6:26