I was perched in my writing spot at the kitchen island trying to think of something worth sharing today. Something interesting or inspiring that had happened. I was drawing a blank because some days are just not that memorable.

I looked out the window and was met with the most beautiful glow from the church across the street. Someone had forgotten to turn out the lights, leaving the stained glass windows in the sanctuary glowing.

Sometimes the Universe waits until the last possible moment, but I truly do believe there is something with noticing every single day.