"Wave!" The text came through, so I looked around suspiciously.
Sure enough, there they were! Sweet Brodie +9 in the roundabout, waving.
[insert precious mental image here]
{smile}
It had been hours already of what would be more than five of glucose testing, Aida by my side at
the hospital for the time, and he had loaded the troops just to come by and make me feel...LOVED.
I did.
And sometimes it's the little things.
Like when we walked out to the car after my testing was done, relieved to be going home and surprised by LOVE...again.
Wipers.
Occasionally after saying a goodbye, we'll pop up the wipers on the other
person's car for them to discover later and hopefully feel the LOVE.
I did.
{another BIG smile}
And, really it's so often the little things.
So today, as I remember the LOVE that he spoke to my heart through seemingly little things,
I tuck away the feeling I felt when others showed me LOVE in gesture...and because of them I'm
more alert to show my LOVE the same, realizing that sometimes it's just the little things.
"Let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth."
1 John 3:18
