Laughing so hard your tummy hurts. Having a glass of white wine, at 1 in the afternoon after an enormous italian sub. Watching your little girl play with her Aunt at the table. Sitting around the fire pit with friends. Holding my godson. A cup of lady grey and some chocolate cake for dinner. When anxiety threatens to remind me how overwhelmed I am, I am so thankful for the little things of today. It’s often when I am watching for God and pacing the floor in the big things that I forget that He has almost always chosen the little things to enforce His love.