I mamash see miracles every day in the blessings and nachas that I have which keeps building my emunah and bitachon. Each time I look at my eineklach or my children b”h, or even my nieces, nephews great-nieces and nephews b”h, the list is endless. Then of course my extended family from the once upon a time at-risk kids who have b”h passed their nisyonos and those who are still struggling but have one revelation or another. One more clean day, one more safe day, etc.
I get closer to Hashem when I see the kedusha in a smile that lights up someones eyes and gives us a glimpse into their soul. I get closer to Hashem when I see kindness in strangers because they want to versus they have to.
I get closer to Hashem when I hug my mother who is very much so up in years and very ill but yet each opportunity I get to hug her, kiss her and say I love you is a brocha from Hashem and a matana and I realize that and acknowledge that it makes me feel closer to Hashem.
I feel closer to Hashem when an opportunity to do a mitzva presents itself. And I don’t mean make a bracha or give tzadaka at the door. I mean something that is meant special for ME to do, as if Hashem guided me or this opportunity especially for me.
I feel closer to Hashem when I choose to dan l’kaf zchus rather than judge another person because I feel like I worked hard on myself and that Hashem has rewarded me and elevated me to another madreigah.
And I feel so much closer to Hahsem when I put my faith and trust in his hands as I get behind the wheel of my car because I do my very best knowing that I have so much on my plate and I try to concentrate and be the best drive that I know how to be, but I do wonder about all those other crazy drivers out there that cut me off and miss me by just an inch or so, and then I surely know that Hashem is right there with me and has his foot on MY brake!