The little glow on the windsheild caught my attention. At first I didn't know what was causing it. Was it the lights from the oncoming traffic? How in the world do we get light from a splat on the windsheild?
Then it occured to me that a little lightning bug must have hit the van's window. It glowed for awhile and then went out. It was beautiful to see on such a dark part of the highway.
Later when I was sharing with my aunt about what I saw, my athletic son said he saw it too. This lead me to think about the little glimpses of light I see helping me to know that God still loves me.
This week the glimpse of light came in having more spare change then I thought. Enough to help fund our trip to my Grandmother's birthday. He also shed some light when I had a couple of interviews for possible future day care kids. He also shone His light to my mechanical son as he had a job interview.
The Lord's light is still here we just need to look for it.
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