The house is a wreck.
The kids are arguing over nothing.
You forgot about the bake sale you promised to help with.
And somehow dinner burned while you were helping with homework.

It is tempting to think you need to get your life "together" before you can invite God in.
But He has already come.
He is already there — laughing with you, carrying you, loving you even when everything feels like it is falling apart.

God is not waiting for your schedule to open up.
He is not standing at the door with a clipboard taking notes.
He is sitting with you in the middle of your undone life, whispering love over every moment.

When you place a Letter From God on the kitchen table, in a backpack, or tucked under a pillow, you are planting a seed.
You are reminding your family that love is not earned by getting it all right.
It is already given. Fully. Forever. No conditions.

Ordinary life is sacred.
The messy is holy ground.
God is right here — and He is not going anywhere.