The Little Things

Photo of child's handBetween two chubby young fingers a small blooming weed is grasped and then presented to me.  We have been running and playing in the park.  The sun is bright.  It is hot.  A cool drink of water would be a welcome treat.  The gift is small.  The light in the child’s eyes is loving.

I am reminded that little gifts in life are often the ones that cheer my heart the most, especially when they are unexpected: a smile, an encouraging word, a hug, someone who takes the time to stop and pray with me concerning a burden I am carrying, a thank you that is verbalized.

Little things and little gifts . . . sometimes they are the ones that matter most.


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