Moments


Life is a series of moments…  They vary from day to day, week to week, year to year.  There are the moments that take your breath away, the moments that fill your eyes with tears, the moments that draw you closer to your Father, the moments that make you want to stay in bed forever, the moments that bring a smile to your face…  Each of these little bits of time weave together into an amazing tapestry that makes up who we are.  A smell can bring us back to that day we first had fresh baked cookies at Grandma’s house, a song can bring us back to the time he asked for a date, a sound can remind us of little feet running through the house.  These moments, these glimpses of life that happen in a flash are part of an ever growing mosaic that is your life.  They fit together into the perfect puzzle of you.  Some moments you want to wish away, you want them to always remain boxed up never to be looked at or touched again.  You struggle to understand why those moments had to be part of your story, yet you grew from them.  The heartache of loss, the hurt of betrayal, the question of loyalty, the reality of dishonesty can appear to overshadow the fun moments and joys of time spent building with your children, praying with your spouse, adventuring with your family, enjoying an outing with a friend, reminiscing with your mom, praising God with your church family, and so many other precious scraps of time that when sewn together cover us in a soft, warm quilt of comfort.  Thinking about how quickly your baby grew into a toddler and ran into a young adult may cause you to pause and shed a few tears, but always remember each moment is precious and worth investing your whole self in.  The moments of sharing memories with your spouse and dreaming of the future are moments to be cherished.  If your moments right now are filled with struggle, joy, worry, excitement, or a bit of sadness, then you need to lean on the One who gives you all your moments.  He knows your heart and He loves you and He is in your moments every time.

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