I love those moments . . .
. . . when I realize that while I was wishing I had someone to teach me something (and that I had the time to learn), God was teaching me all along.
. . . when I think I am a complete failure, and because of that I see how wonderful my Father is and that He supplies my lack many times over.
. . . when I think that everything is being turned upside down, and then I realize that God is just helping me to see His plan more clearly.
. . . when I wonder why I do this, and then I look into a pair of dark brown eyes and know perfectly why.
. . . when all I want is to see His smile, and He paints it across the sky.