Light Mist

It's not really visible as you walk through it but you can feel it. You can see it on your hair, on the windshield and you know by the cloud covering and perhaps even the scent in the air that mist is falling.

God's like that - to me. I can't always see His work in my life. If I focus I can see traces of His provision, His care, His love and works in the faces of people I meet, in grassy fields, in the sounds of children playing. If I am still, my Jesus that speaks tenderly to me,and oh...the scent of God, will make its way through.