The other day I was looking for a small spot bandaid for my hand. I really didn’t have time to run to the store. I had looked through my cabinet weeks ago and knew I didn’t have any. Well, something told me to just look one more time in the same cabinet and what do you know? Way in the very back of the cabinet I found a brand new unopened box of the exact bandaids I needed. I had to smile because I knew it was my sweet Heavenly Father reminding me in the simplest way that what matters to me matters to Him. Who would think something as simple as a bandaid would remind me of God’s love for me.