As I am driving or mowing, I find comfort listening and talking with my Father. He reminds me with Scripture that He is here.
And then He gave me His special touch.
For some reason I have always associated pennies with blessings. In the world of money they have lost their value and are often overlooked, cast aside, kept away in a jar, somewhere that shows they haven't a great importance. As I sometimes find myself doing with blessings, unless they are quite big.
It is quite often as I am weed eating I find a penny laying there on the ground and I am reminded of His many blessing. This particular day, each sight I went to - I found a penny laying on the ground.
On Tuesday I was about my day, thinking about how I had felt the day before and how He had lifted me up. Thanking Him for this, I laughingly asked Him if I'd be getting anymore pennies.
Job done, putting up the weed eater in the spot it had came from on my truck, I happened to look down..............
there on the ground by my foot lay a bright, new, shinny penny (the only one I found that day).
I could not stop smiling - in my heart or on my face the rest of the day ---------- and even now.