Many times writing has been a personal experience for me. Every new and big event was something worth writing about. Throughout the years I have gathered many experiences to share with myself. They have helped me reflect and grow. I find the art of writing interesting. For me it has never been about improving my writing, vocabulary or even testing my creative personality but rather a way of writing down something that I tend to forget.

Lately I have been noticing the miracles of God in my life. I can only do this when reflection becomes a conscious application of my daily life. If I don’t reflect over a certain event of my life I tend to forget about it. Not only that but I also miss the blessing and miracles of God. It is crazy for me to think that God works in my life every day yet I, with my plans, doubts and daily frustrations don’t notice God. To add, I not only forget to notice God in my life, I become doubtful about if He even cares for me. I keep needing to remind myself that if God cares about the birds of the air and flowers of the earth so much then He surely remembers me. He not only remembers me but also daily participates in my life.

This blog may become interesting to others, but my primary goal is to share and reflect about what God has been doing in my life. This helps me grow spiritually. When I see what God does in my life daily I feel His closer. Yes, I know feelings are fleeting yet, feelings are usually the things that we remember. I remember one summer I was spending my quiet time outside, on our front porch at home. After I finished I just sat in my chair. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the birds were singing. Peaceful. Yet, my heart was anxious. I remember crying out to God out of frustration and not understanding His plan for me in my life. Then my words ran out… I just sat there. And you know what? God answered. He told me that it was okay. He told me to trust Him. I still remember that feeling. It was like God was giving me a big hug. A hug of love and acceptance. A hug that told me He cares. My eyes fill up every time I remember that moment. It was so personal. I long for more of those moments in my life. God became real and personal to me in that moment.

This may seem like a jumble of ideas on a page to some people, yet for me it all makes sense somehow. Everything that happens in my life doesn’t make sense and some point yet, for God it does. Hopeful with more reflections in my life I can see more pieces of the big picture that God has painted for me.

With love,

The Least of Thee