seem to be happening.
and so she went out of her way on a very busy day.
she picked a daisy, put it in a little vase with a red ribbon tied to it, and wrote a sweet note.
and it was in those moments that i was reminded….jesus does love me.
he loves me in the ways that i don’t see, in the best ways that i can’t possibly understand. but he does.
and though tears dripped that afternoon and my sweet mae wondered why, i was so grateful…grateful that a sweet friend had taken time out of her day to bless me.
there are too many times when i become overwhelmed with my dreaming 