Little Is Biggest

sometimes it's the littlest gifts in life that mean the most. sometimes it's the littlest moments in life that mean the most as well. either gifts or moments usually come quite unexpectedly, and bring more joy then i realize at the time.

a friend gave me four quarters today because she knew i was doing laundry, and had run out of quarters. now i can do another load, and i'm so happy to be able to get my whites done! it was a gift seemingly small, but in my heart-it was so much more then 4 quarters. a simple gesture goes such a long way.

i went to visit my little friend who turned 4 today. her sister let me into the house, and when my little newly turned 4-year-old-friend came down the stairs, i was struck with the happiness that she radiated. she was wearing a pink ribbon that said something about her turning 4 today. she was so proud of that little pink ribbon. i was also struck by the fact that she was wearing an adorable little sweater-dress with tights. her dad had taken her out for krispy kremes that morning, and she wore a dress. it was such a sweet scene. it reminded me of my dad, and how he took me out for breakfast when i was little, and still does to this day. part of me has to hold back tears for how much i miss my dad, and tears for how much my dad loves me.

i wonder, is that the kind of love my Heavenly Father has for me?