So much hope in such tiny bits. Tiny bits that could easily being thrown away, mistaken as dirt, rocks or just “nothing” if they weren’t carefully tucked into little packets and labeled.
“Faith the size of a mustard seed . . .” Jesus said. I am working to maintain hope the size of a mustard seed this spring. I pray that I can be wise and not discard as “nothing” those little things that mean so much.
Prairie Sings 