
The other day, I was standing in line at the grocery store behind a woman whose toddler was having a full-blown meltdown over a pack of fruit snacks. The mom looked exhausted, the cashier looked sympathetic, and I’ll admit—I was silently hoping the line would move faster.
Then the little boy suddenly stopped crying, looked at his mom, and whispered, “I love you.” Just like that, everything shifted. Her tired smile, his tiny hand gripping hers… it was such a simple moment, but it stopped me in mine.
It made me think about how much life is really made up of small, ordinary moments like that—ones we usually rush past. The quiet cup of coffee before the house wakes up. The neighbor who waves from across the street. The text from a friend that arrives at just the right time.
I’m realizing more and more that God often shows up right there—in the unnoticed spaces, in the things we call ordinary. Not always with fireworks or grand gestures, but with a whisper, a smile, or even a toddler’s “I love you.”
So I’ve been asking myself: What moments am I rushing past? What little gifts from God am I overlooking because I’m too busy looking for something bigger?
What about you?
May your week hold quiet reminders of grace in unexpected places.
Warmly,
Mary























































