Tuesday, April 15, 2014

M is for Moment

The snow had melted, the ducks were swimming in the lake, the deer could swim - if they wanted to, the birds were singing, grass was turning green.  The signs of the cold, long winter were fading both tangibly and from our minds.

Just a few evenings ago, my husband and I took a walk to the lake to see how low the water is while the dam is regulating the rate the lake fills back up to normal levels.  We saw sandbars we don't normally see in the summer, but the hope of spring was alive and breathing.



Sunday night we turned off the news after hearing the downpour of rain we were getting would turn to snow and we would get maybe an inch of accumulation overnight.

An inch turned out to be about 3-4 inches where we live, and the beauty awaiting us as we got up Monday morning was not really appreciated as it may have been in say, oh, I don't know - DECEMBER!

But as we got up and about and made our way into town for shopping and a movie the beauty of the overnight dump could not be denied.  It looked like a true Christmas card.  The ones with pictures of heavy snow weighing down beautiful evergreen branches and the whole world white.  Snow was sticking to every surface of trees and leaves and buildings.




This morning as I walked the dogs and accepted the beauty of this moment of winter appearing quickly, I realized I needed to get my camera out and truly take in the moment, for a snowstorm in spring may come again, but then again, it may not.  

We live in moments, not years.  The calendars fool us into thinking that our life here on earth is long and tedious and monotonous and never-ending, but really from the first breath we take when we are born to the last breath we take when we leave this earth, is really... just a moment.  As quickly as we went from winter to spring to winter in just a few hours, is how quickly really, in the grand scheme of things, our lives are.

We're not promised tomorrow and the glimpses of beauty we get today are missed because we think we will have the same opportunity tomorrow that we had today.  

Our loved ones die.  Our dreams fade.  Our ideals of youth become the cynicism of old age because we don't see our lives as moments to live.  We see our lives, with the struggles and trials that fill them as enduring forever, when in fact, they are just a moment.  They won't last forever.  

We use our moments sometimes, I do anyway, maybe you don't, for being bogged down and burdened rather than seeing the moment as the opportunity that is there, one I may never see or experience again.  

The moments we get when we're born, are just that.  Moments.  

Spring will come.  This momentary snow will be gone soon (at least I hope so).  The pains and burdens of today will be different than the burdens of say next year or in five years or ten or fifty years.  But in between are the moments we all get to live our lives like today is our last.  

Today is our moment.  Our opportunity to do the right thing.  To live out the purposes we have been created for.  It's only for a moment.  You won't get the same exact moment ever again.



M is for Moment.

Peace,
Ronda

Things to chew on:
1.  How will you use the moment you are given today?
2.  What opportunities do you have in front of you that might not be there tomorrow?
3.  How will you enjoy the moment you are given today, whether burdened or light?

2 Corinthians 4:17:  For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.  So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen.  For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.


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