It's the little things

My heart is heavy tonight. The wait feels so long.

I step out of my truck and I hear a single night hawk singing it's song as it flies over my head.

Flickering lights catch my eyes and I realize one of my neighbors is having a bonfire.

Off to my left, I hear fireworks...people celebrating the fact that it's Spring no doubt.

I walk to my front door and see a K-Mart shopping cart sitting out in our courtyard....so random that it makes me smile.

And then there's Abe's silhouette as he stands in our front window, wiggling at me, happy for the fact that I'm coming home.

It really is the little things, the little ways that God reminds me I'm living. And in each one of those ways, I feel His love for me. And sometimes, they're so small that if I'm not really looking, I'll never see them.

Thank You for giving me eyes to see and ears to hear, Father.

I love you too.

Love,
birdie