March 6

Today was a pleasant enough collection of hours, marked by some time all to myself, beautiful sunny skies, and an 'are you sure it was just February?' brand of mild temperature. But I didn't really have an aha kind of moment.

I did, however, have some time to just look at the sand in the sandbox while Brady and Isaac played after pick-up. And for some reason, I took this picture.

It may sound bizarre, but in a way, I relate to sand. Sometimes I feel very small and insignificant and subject to the oft-inexplicable whims of a much larger, substantially more powerful force.

But it's all okay, because God knows those grains of sand. And if He knows something as basic as sand, He really knows me.