Life has been a bit challenging lately. My sister is ill and needed surgery. I know she is not alone. I know all of us who love her are not alone. I know God has been with us every step of the way. I see His hand. I see His hand in the bus and taxi drivers who get us where we need to be safely. I see His hand in the food servers who are serving us our food in the hospital cafeteria. I see His hand in the police car that drove next to me as I drove into the city making me feel safe and protected. I see His hand in the two heads up pennies I found lying on the ground when I was worrying. I see His hand in the comforting picture that reminded me of a family picture hanging over my sister's bed. I see His hand in the amazing medical staff who is truly taking care of us all. I see His hand in the young man who helped us get on the right bus. There are more places I see His hand, and I know His hand was in many places I did not see. Thank You, God, for Your tender living hand in our lives.