The other day I was reminded of the simple joys of being a child.........
I took our daughter to the local park. We played, we ran, we walked. And we talked. And picked up beautiful leaves.
I enjoyed our time together but just thought I was doing my fatherhood duties. On the way home, the sun was setting and it was awesome. My daughter told me it was the best day ever and that she loved our time together.
Did you see it?
You might have just missed it.
It was a moment. It happened fast. And it was beautiful.
What seemed like a small thing to me was a big thing to my daughter. How often does God give us these glimpses? Often. We just miss them. Alot. I am guilty of this so I am preaching to the choir here too. My generation (young adults) are overworked and undernourished. We work tons, eat horrible, sleep horrible, and then we wonder why we cannot enjoy the moments around us.
We must be open for moments while looking to create moments too--especially if we have children. If you are a parent--create some traditions but be open to change (even drastic change). If you are a grandparent-take a step back (without being absent or bringing the Spirit of Guilt upon others) and allow your kids to create some traditions of their own. We will miss out on moments if we are obsessed with holding onto the past of doing things the same way. Plus that is boring. Who wants to do the same thing all the time.