Seeing God's hand in my life!

Two weeks ago I taught a lesson about looking for and seeing God's hand in our lives.  As I considered the many ways I feel the love of my Father in Heaven and my sweet Savior, I realized that if I want to feel that love more often, I need simply watch more closely and acknowledge each whisper of the spirit.  As I tune in, I will be filled more freely.  
I began making a quick note each day as a tender mercy came to me with a little love note from my Eternal Father.  It is most often something small, but clearly with my "I love you" from heaven brightening my day.
One day I received two text messages within minutes of each other, from two distant friends on opposite sides of the country, each simply expressing gratitude for me and love for our friendship.  How could they both (that did not know each other) think to say such sweet words of encouragement within minutes of each other, just to brighten my day.  Only through the whispering of the spirit could this message of love come to remind me of friendships and love that still hold me close when miles keep dear ones apart.  
Each day something truly happens that reminds me I am loved by my Father in Heaven. It was not many days later another tender mercy filled me with such a powerful witness, I was immediately overcome with tears and gratitude.  It was a very cold day, and I was requiring a little more effort than usual to keep my spirits up.  I had the thought that I could really use a walk on the beach with a friend today to lift my spirit.  Since I am in Northern Utah slipping around the icy roads and bundled up beneath layers of clothes to keep out the chill, the beach seemed such a distant dream of warmth and serenity.  But my tender Father in Heaven heard my unspoken wish and immediately sent an angel to fill my heart with a witness of His love for me and my unrealistic desire. I received a completely random text picture of the beach from a dear friend who had taken her kids for a beach day in Virginia.  The message simple said, "A picture just for you". I was instantly transported to a moment with this friend on a distant beach as she and her kids played.  She had no way of knowing the thought I had just moments before, I had not even said the words out loud.  It was not common practice for this friend and I to send pictures like this.  The only way this could have happened was through the whispering of the spirit, to say my Father hears my silent longings, and is acknowledging my hearts desires.
Indeed, my testimony of Gods hand in my life has been strengthened each day as I watch for, and then express thanks for His hand, His hope, His tender loving care for my sometimes fragile heart.