I blinked back to that memory of my childhood, that day when my little legs were crisscrossed on the cool cement, and I wondered why it had been so long since I felt that feeling. It zipped across my memory while I sat on Ellie’s back porch, and my childhood was so close for a split second. There is something to those moments, something that is worth paying attention to and holding close. When we feel those moments, what are we meant to do with them or remember from them? If you have eyes for providence, you will always see it. If you look for God’s movement in your daily life, you will see
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