I got some wonderful and long-prayed for news last week. I don't want to go into great detail but suffice it to say that second to my health it has been something I've been seeking God's hand in for a long time. I got my answer and immediately gave God the glory. Then I had that thought I've had a hundred times...after this; nothing else is worth getting twisted about. I said that in 1992 when my marriage was healed. In 2003 after Jay was diagnosed with Celiac when we were looking at a lot of other scarier possibilities. In 2008 when I was seeking God's will about moving. In 2009 when I was waiting to find out if I had to have a hysterectomy. Over and over I've had moments of putting life into perspective and thinking I've learned.
How long do I hang on to this new found wisdom? Sometimes up to one day. Then something else will come along and reduce the miracle that couldn't be contained to a small pebble in my hand. A bad day at work or an argument with the kids or the Mr. doing something that knocks me off my tightrope. Yesterday I came home from work to find Donny taking a deep snoring siesta...on top of my new perennial bed. Good bye beautiful lilies. Argh! As Charlie Brown would say. So I have a new mindset because I've learned that big miracles are few and far between and I've already had more than my share. Instead of trying to live on yesterday's manna I'm going to purposefully recognize every day's small graces. To be sure that I stay on this track, I'm going to put a foot note on my blogs to focus myself on where God whispered to me. Since I have to hear the whisper I will be forced to listen. Maybe you need to put down yesterday's manna too, because it was never meant to sustain you forever. Where's your small grace for today?
Small Grace: The familiar sweet scent of my home.