Finding Grace in the Little Things

It's no secret that I’ve been struggling just to get out of the house lately. Even when it’s something as simple as donating plasma—something I know I could use the money from—I put it off until I absolutely have to. Today was one of those days. I am down to half a tank of gas and spent my last bit of money on toilet paper. On top of that, I feel awful. I’m pretty sure I have a sinus infection, but at least there’s no fever.

And today wasn’t just any ole day—it is Valentine’s Day. My first one alone. No husband, no kids. Just me. I tried to keep busy, to focus on what needed to be done, but the weight of it all still sits heavy on my chest.

I finally caved and went to donate plasma. Unfortunately, it didn’t go so well. They stuck me three times and blew every single vein. I left with nothing but frustration, cuts, and bruises, wondering how I was going to make it through the next few days. I needed deodorant, shampoo, and conditioner, but I had no way to buy them.

But I know that Abba always provides. Something told me to check the food pantry at the shelter when I got back. They rarely have personal hygiene products, so I wasn’t expecting much. But today? Right there in the box—deodorant, shampoo, and conditioner. Exactly what I needed.

I can’t tell you how many times this has happened since I escaped. Every single time I start to worry, every time I think I might go without, Abba provides. It’s not always in the way I expect, but it’s always enough.

Then, in the middle of all this, my best sista/friend checked in on me. Just a few simple messages. But it made all the difference in the world. It’s moments like that—those little reminders that someone really does care—that keep me going.

Before the day ended, I applied for more jobs. I’m trusting that Abba will make a way for me to get through school without having to ask for help. Some days, the struggles feel overwhelming. But then I see these little reminders that I am not alone, and that gives me the strength to keep going. 



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