Sometimes

I feel like God makes small gestures to remind us he's there. They don't hafta be things like saving us from a horrible car wreck or anything life-altering. Just little things. Today, as I was walking home from the gym, I get to the parking lot and I thought I saw someone waving out the corner of my eye. I almost dismissed it as someone possibly waving at someone behind me, but for some reason I looked over, and it was a cute little old man. Just waving his little heart out with this big ol' smile on his face. I couldn't help but to smile and wave back. This man didn't know me, and I sure didn't know him but that small little gesture, the genuine happiness and kindness that he displayed by simply waving, that really made my day. I think God does things like that to make sure our hearts don't grow cold from how cruel the world can sometimes be.


Thanks.