The past is forever put away, the present is unwrapping itself as we speak, and the future is yet to be known. What we know now we have learned from our past, and the choices that face us presently will affect our future. Regardless of time and place, now or later each of these moments are tied together with simple little wonders. People above all place their handprints on our hearts without even knowing it. A smile passed from one another while two strangers walk past each other on a rainy day. Timeless sweethearts holding wrinkled hands and a warm welcome home even though you have only been gone for a few days. When your mom holds you tight and kisses your cheek and your dad tells you he loves you and that your doing a good job. When you first learned how to drive at fifteen, being taught by your seventeen year old brother hitting all the potholes along the way even though he told to "look out" for them. Endless hope seen in the eyes of a child and a tiny finger wrapping around yours makes you realize you are looking directly at a God given miracle. Stars blink above letting you know they are still there and the breeze whirls about fallen leaves allowing spring to bounce into it's presence. Happiness is lit from within your soul because finally the things that pondered your mind are starting to make sense. Answers are unspoken not fully figured out, but it is taken care of by He who knows all and is greater than all. You noticed warmth in the faces that once seemed cold, and yet again you are brought back to life how you knew it: filled with love. Unforgettable love by the one's who taught you how to tie your shoes and unbeatable love by the One who you gave you life. "Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark" and the dark doesn't seem so scary anymore and the monsters underneath your bed have been recognized to be your old slippers you lost years ago. A childlike sense brings you back to the simplicity of this life and how it should be lived. Once upon time you yourself were a child with endless hope set in your eyes and when your small hand was cradled by your hero you made miracles a reality for someone else. 2 Timothy 2:1 Be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus...what a wonder that would be. To my own little wonders, for it is you that I am who I am and it is You that I will always make it through. As for the miracles...Thank you Jesus. With a touch of imagination and a poof of pixie dust I love you to infinity and beyond.
always and forever,
Niki
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