HIS eye is on the sparrow (and hopefully the ducks)

i went to a concert in a park last night with my father (not a great concert -we left partway through - although they did play a 'pirates' medley, so i gotta give them some credit). when we got there we parked in a circular drive area thing, and as we were pulling up to the curb, i frantically told my father to look out cuz there were 4 teenie tiny ducklings scuttling along. just 4 little ducklings - no mama! they looked so lost, but they stayed in their little line following the one in front, but he didn't know where to lead them. the curb was too high for them to even think of jumping. so they scurried along to the other curb, but obviously couldn't get up that either. it was so sad! they were all alone! and of course you can't just go pick them up and help them over the curb (no matter how badly you want to) cuz then they'll have human germs on them and be rejected by the rest of the ducks. i was so so sad! so my father dragged me along to the concert, but for that whole 30-45 minutes i was worried about the ducklings. they were so little and vulnerable - and they didn't have a mama! i just had to keep telling myself that if HIS eye is on the sparrow it must be on the ducklings, too. when we got back to the car, my dad dutifully drove around the whole little drive thing to see if they were still around, and they weren't. there was one spot where the curb was a little lower, so we're hoping they managed to get up over that and go on their way, maybe to be adopted by the heron we saw in a nearby pond. someone needs to watch over them. at least i know HE is.