I seriously just saw the cutest thing ever!!

A few blocks away from school a mom was unloading a little bike out of the back of her van. A little, I mean little boy was standing on the sidewalk with backpack and helmet on. As she placed the bike right beside him, he hopped on and started riding it straight to the school. I could see in his face he was so determined to get that bike going fast and was quickly heading down the street. Although I am not sure he knew it, that van with mom inside continued to slowly drive right beside him.

It brought tears to my eyes as I thought, that right there is so much what the Lord does with us. He at the right time, places us on the sidewalk of life to do His work and although we may think He is far, or has left, or we are to do this alone…. I don’t believe it is a mini-van, but He really is right there beside us driving the van. Helping us, guiding and steering us in the right direction.

Psalm 139 is a beautiful reminder of this truth.

You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.