Someone Watching Over Me

I missed this guy as I passed under him and didn't really catch a glimpse of him until I saw (smile moment) him in my side-view mirror.

How inattentive I thought. But isn't that how we usually are, rambling along from one thing to another.

Even in my season of mindfulness I continue to catch myself missing the obvious. Then again maybe the fact that I'm catching myself is a good thing, maybe I'm making some progress.

The reality... there's always someone watching over us whether we're attentive ...or not.

Pray on...