Like spots of moonlight softly illuminating my dark bedroom, grace filled moments filter through the clouds in my life.

Sustaining me.

My nephew’s innocent smile as he cuddles close to me.

A breathtaking sunset.

A chance meeting (in truth, it was divinely planned by God) with the very person I needed to talk to, and was too timid to reach out to… words of encouragement and understanding at just the right moment.

A hug that lets me know I’m not alone. Jesus has hands and feet to love me through the beautiful people in my life.

Heart to heart sharing with close friends who I’m blessed to work with every day.

A handmade card from a student with the message “You’re a great teacher.”

Laughing in a pile of leaves beside my co teacher as we’re buried alive by the efforts of our entire class…

Childish delight, streaming sunlight, crunching leaves. I’m smiling, inside and out.

I turn my face to the sun and allow it to flood my soul with new hope.

Each of these moments… divinely planned, and saturated with grace.

Reminders of God’s faithfulness in the little things, which increase my trust in Him to handle the big things as well.