God’s grace is huge and full and free and overwhelming…no doubt and I am so grateful for those times when I am overcome by it.  But His grace is also dispensed in tiny, tiny moments that we can miss if we re truly alert.

I’ve been blessed with some of those lately.  A regular customer who was 75 when I left ChickFilA, and who used to drive me crazy, that I now count it a privilege to serve in his 80’s. Another regular customer who lives in his car, and always smells, but I’ve learned his name and have a tray ready when he comes in because he uses a cane now and can’t carry his coffee, creamer, and book to the table without it.  Two days ago it  was a customer shaking with pain from a month old knee replacement surgery, who had a carryout order I took to her car and got a hug for.  Yesterday an elderly homeless man with a buggy who greatly appreciated the biscuit and hot coffee I provided for him, instead of the pack of mini donuts he had for his whole day’s nutrition.

And in ALL these, I am not the one to be praised..I am the one most grateful and praising God for the fact that He chose me for those moments!

And you know what?  I am NOT special or part of some exclusive club.  HE has those moments ALL His children and HE doesn’t want ANY of us to miss any of them!  To Him be the glory!