To see a stack of towels O (7) folded. They aren't quite lined up and stacked up the way I would do it. . . but I'm so thankful that I didn't HAVE to do it and grateful for HIM. It warms my heart to see those towels.
To see my Dad's boutonniere from my sister's wedding sitting in the refrigerator. He wanted to preserve it (no matter that it was silk!). It warms my heart to see his tenderness toward his children.
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