I can’t remember where I heard it – but I know it’s true. Life is made up of many “little moments all strung together”. We wait for the BIG moments to find us – or for us to find them – and we take a lifetime searching for and waiting for something to happen to us. Something bigger than ourselves that will propel us into another level of existence. Something that will preclude our present circumstances. And all along – while we are waiting – we live our little moments – over and over again – unrecognized and insignificant.
I have had many of these moments, though at the time – they did not seem like much – nothing to write home about, and nothing worthy of any attention – or worth mentioning. However as I think about where I am today and the significant changes along my journey – they are because of many little moments along the way.
These frozen moments in time are unique and personal – and no one can live them for me. No one can experience the joy and pain of being me. No one sees things in exactly the same way – no one loves and expresses like I do. God made me just the way I am. And my “little moments” are special and just for me.
I had one of these last weekend at the close of “Bugsy Malone”. I have been a musical theater director for the last 7 or 8 years at a local Christian School and this was my final production. I did not know – but several Alumni were invited to come for the final production and all were given a single rose. At the end when the teachers and those in charge came up to the stage for the final applause – the students started singing one of the songs from the musical, “You give a little love and it all comes back to you – you know you’re gonna be remembered by the things that you say and do…” And they stood in the audience and one by one came up on the stage and presented the rose and gave a hug while still singing. It was what I call a “little moment” in time. Frozen in my memory forever.
I’ve had many such moments like this. Here are just a few:
When I accepted the Lord at age 4
When my family moved to Seattle from Canada when I was 8
My first day of Junior High
My first day of High School
When I knew I was in love for the first time
When I met Greg
My wedding day
When both babies were born
When my friend lost her husband to cancer
When I had to say goodbye to a friend
When a struggle became a strength
Each one of my student recitals
Spending time with friends
Speaking encouragement into someones life
Living out a difficult family issue
These are some of my “little moments”.
What are some of yours? How have they defined you?
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