I notice....these questions that come, the ones without answers today, they don't quite sting as they have in the past. I notice, that even on the hard days, there is a knowing that the answer is coming. I notice that thanksgiving comes without the effort it used to take. I notice. Prayers are answered in the order that He deems, but even so, they are answered. I notice that so much has fallen away, but so much has rooted and taken to growing. And I notice that there is a quiet trust in my heart. It is all going to be quite right. I notice how He planted me. And I feel the roots pushing deep. I notice the strength that has grown over three long winters and the sustaining power of what He purposes. I notice this tiniest of girls doing very big things. Things she never dreamed. And I notice that there are even bigger dreams....and He takes notice. Thankful.