It’s the little things we often miss that are of the most benefit to our faith. Tonight I was working down at the Crivitz High School when the snow starting pouring (not uncommon for northeastern Wisconsin). All the way home I prayed out loud, thanking God for the car and the safety He had already provided.
And it was like every inch farther that I crept home was more than I deserved. It was a pretty sweet thought that fueled worship. Just thought I’d share it.