Sweet, Small Blessings

"It’s the everyday miracles that keep my hope alive.

It’s the way You move in little things that helps me survive.

And I know You move in greater ways.

But this is great enough for me.

What you do with my everyday is amazing".
 ~ Sara Groves
    
"Everyday Miracles” from her Past the Wishing cd

Gabe sat at his school desk, hunkered over a math fact sheet.

“I like the number eight, Mom,” he said, without looking up.

“Why’s that?”

“He stands straight ahead. You can’t write him backwards. He looks to the front.” Gabriel’s little fingers curled around his pencil and his pink tongue hooked the corner of his mouth. “It’s a blessing.” Then he stopped. Looked up. Smiled.


I smiled, too. I liked that he could see a small blessing. Made me want to see small, everyday blessings, too. So the boys and I started a list: SWEET, SMALL BLESSINGS ON MONDAY.

Here’s what we came up with:

mud boots

pirate map under the grandfather clock

Nana’s hugs

Mine-O-Mine (Zay’s blanket)

jelly without seeds

hands that fit together

a wrestle with Daddy

two shoes in the pickle barrel (old crock on the porch)

the number one (he looks forward, too)

and

best- friend- brothers.

It was a joy to see God in the small stuff. We weren’t reducing the Mighty God – maker of mountains, sculptor of seas, the one who stretched a canvas of stars. It was more like taking moments to recognize the attentiveness of Mighty God – one so personal that He would notice, provide, create, and bless the simple pleasures of our hearts.

Thank you, Lord, for  sweet, small blessings.

Have you seen any small blessings today? Will you share? So we can see them, too?