It's awe inspiring when a small moment comes to us to remind us of how much we are loved by our Heavenly Father. One came to me out of the blue. This year for Mother's Day I felt nudged to give my mother something to remind her of my stepfather who passed away two years ago. I threw in some of the Church News, a few magazines we both like and a card for my sister. There was cash money involved so I sent it UPS. I saw it was delievered on Thursday so all was well. When I called my mom on Sunday I was a bit surprised she didn't mention it. So I asked her if she got her package. I knew we were in trouble when she said what package?
We investigated and realized I had transposed the numbers from 460 to406. The next day she told my sister about it but for some reason thought I said 405. That house had no such package.
On her way to work, my sister felt impressed to go to 406 sure that's what I meant. It was locked from the outside, looked unoccupied and trash was on the porch. But she was "nudged" to look further. Getting out of her car, she went up to the porch, pushed away some of the trash and found my package all wrapped up in plastic.
When she called me to tell me she had found it, she didn't say look what I did. She said Heavenly Father really loves you. And you know what, she's right. He didn't have to do that. But He did. Reminding me that I am loved.
Like all of us here at ANWA I get caught up in the grammar or just the right word or even RL and momentarily forget He wants to be a part of all of my life, including the writing and UPS packages.