I snuggled my granddaughter, and her face rested against the side of my neck. Every now and then, she’d stir, and her eyes would flutter. I felt her gentle butterfly kisses against my skin and smiled.
It is a small thing yet it is huge. Tiny eyelashes of a small child. It is often the smallest details that make a big impact on us.
Tears filled my eyes and prayers filled my soul. She sighed, and so did I. The moment was filled with peace and hope and love. And gratitude.
Notice the small things today. Be still enough to feel the flutter. Let something stir your heart and fill your soul.
