I stepped out of the ordinary today and made pancakes for breakfast. As I was wondering why I decided to do this (pancake cooking gets tedious quickly) I remembered as a teenager dreaming of doing this for my own family. I would make these little, tiny pancakes for the kids I was babysitting, and knew I would make them for my own kids someday. I am thankful for Holy Spirit reminder of this. I want to be grateful for the little dreams coming to pass as well as the big dreams.
We may not remember, but He does. Our precious Creator doesn’t forget. It would be contrary to His nature.