Thank the Lord for the little. Like when your keys fall out of your back pocket and narrowly miss the toilet; when the cycle ride to work is frustratingly windy but it isn't raining; when you wake up 5 minutes before your alarm and can lie in bed; when an old friend greets you on the stairs to the library and stops - really stops - to check how you're doing even though he's tired and busy and stressed; when there's no one yet in the library and you get to enjoy the peace and the smell of freshly vacuumed carpets; when your computer crashes and you think you've lost all your work and then it miraculously starts itself back up again. Praise be to the God of small things, of near-missed mercies that hide themselves in the most surprising spaces of each day. Earth is crammed with heaven. Don't miss it.