If I had one last thing to write and share with the world it would be that miracles come in small doses. Today has been one of those days where I have been caught up in nostalgia and contemplation. I have spent some time looking back over my life and seeing how things have added up and how I am standing where I am today. I suppose we all have that part of us that desires instant relief when we are facing a trial. We want things dealt with or at least swept under the rug. I have come to realize that miracles come in small doses. It's that one small thing that happens that leads us to a place where we are able to carry on. Sometimes the huge breakthroughs come and it is great when they do, but more times than not it is the small things that add up over time and bring us to a place of freedom.
I have always said that God allows us to unpack our own suitcases from the tiring journey. He doesn't dump all of our issues out and expect us to sort through them. We unpack one item at a time and those small miracles move in to the vacant spot. Imagine if we had to deal with all of our pain at once! I am glad that not even God himself expects that of me even though I often hold myself to those expectations. One event, one person, one choice, one mistake can be the small miracle that will shape our future in a way that we couldn't have known to ask for. Just because the miracle is small doesn't change the fact that it is a miracle. I have thought of the small miracles that have made a huge difference in my life. I am filled with thankfulness.
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