I was very discouraged and frustrated.
And then, by something that might be called coincidence
(but what I see is the Holy Spirit),
I didn't feel so over-lookable.
There are just those little things that don't make you feel so little anymore.
Things that remind you that you're not just some accident, or mistake.
Things that remind you that He's got it all.
I'm realizing that I trust Jesus with so many big things, but I forget He cares about so much more than that. If life was only full of big moments, what would be the point of a sunset every night and a sunrise every morning? What would be the point of existence? We each may go through life without living through any "big moments." But those small, little, delightful moments? Those are the things that make life live-able, delectable.
Last night was a reminder that He cares for
detail of my life.
Not just about college, and marriage, and babies, and death,
which are big things,
but also about making my day, telling me I'm special, and bringing me those people that I didn't know I needed.
It's so humbling.
When have I ever needed something or someone, and He has failed to provide?