For weeks, I have been waiting for June 10th. I’m attending my niece’s wedding. The 10th has come and now I am waiting for my plane.
It seems like I am always waiting for something. Test results. Moving Day. Summer. As soon as whatever it is arrives, I start waiting for the next thing. I wonder if I am living fully in the moment right now, or if I have one foot in this day and the other in the next. Am I missing out on nuances and details that are important? Am I missing memories?
I have a grand opportunity this weekend to make the most of each moment. . . To be present with those I love and who love me. I want to live with intention, not just watch the days blur into oblivion.
Above all, I want to give praise and glory to the author of each of these moments. Grant me clarity of mind and joy in the journey. Amen.