Here in Minot it's been a long winter. I'm ready for Spring. So, when I woke up this morning to several more inches of snow and 2-3 foot drifts on my driveway and sidewalk, I was not singing "Happy Days Are Here Again."
But then in the midst of the hour long process of clearing my pavement it hit me: "I have been blessed to live at a point in history after the invention of the snowblower. I'm using one right now and it's saving my back much pain and making this job far easier than it would be otherwise. Thank you, Lord, for this glimpse of Your grace."
Like me with my snowblower this morning, may our Heavenly Father give you eyes to see the many often overlooked evidences of kind grace He's poured into your world. When you glimpse them, praise Him.