piles and piles . . .

Of little things.

Amazing, little graces that fill my day. The spices that add so much to my steps.

I wonder sometimes how God could let the tough moments roll in to my already overwhelming days.

And then, I look around and realize the real wonder lies in the way he shows up each and every moment of each and every day when I let him, when I seek him, when I ask him.

Just today, the piles and piles add up. The spices of life, the good stuff.

- rain, healing and cleansing rain

- my girls asking each other if they can be bridesmaids in the other's weddings (in, ahhh, say 20 years or so)

- an email gracing my inbox full of God's love

- planning time to get together with a friend to make jewelry (something to look forward to, he knows I need it)
- a listening ear full of wisdom

- reading Job and laughing out loud at the conversations had there

- piping hot chicken noodle soup full of yummy comfort

May you find piles everywhere, piles large enough to cover up the unplowed ground beneath them.

Reaching for the hem of his garment,

Ann