My day felt like machine gun fire had assaulted me. Errand after appointment after meeting after college research phone calls all hit in rapid fire with little time between to breathe. As I sat, for the second time this week, in the orthodontist office getting my youngest child’s broken braces wire fixed, it hit me: gratitude.
Of all the things I expected to feel in a chaotic day like today, gratitude was not on the list. But there it was, whispering in my heart and making tears rise up in the corners of my eyes. As looked at the things I had been needed for today—last minute meetings, meeting the church car ministry guys to fix my son’s car, college research, and so much more—it hit me that I was available for all of them because of God’s incredible provision in my life.