Tuesday, August 30, 2011

it’s the ordinary things . . .

So here's what I want you to do, God helping you:
Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering.
 
Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God.
 
You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.
Romans 12:1-2 (MSG)

You know sometimes it’s hard to put into words the things that you want to be able to recall. It’s Reese’s first year of college . . . and Skittles’ last year. Clark Bar is playing football (at seven years old) and Little Bit is just a few months old. These everyday ordinary things that don’t mean a thing to anyone else. . . . make me smile.

All these things will fade . . .

and only the big exciting events will be pressed into my book of life like flower petals between pages.

So I want to remember. . . .

Jar’s sweet little bye-bye kisses . . . not tall enough to reach the door handle.

Reese’s excitement on the first day of college when she got to leave early.

Sugar Pop . . . playing doctor’s office with me. . . she is so beautiful.

Santa . . . (censored).

Clark Bar calling to ask me to buy cookie dough . . . so grown up already.

Skittles and his GF eating chocolate cake at the kitchen bar . . . so sweet.

Santa “checking me out” when he thinks I’m not paying attention . . . very cool.

Itty Bitty’s high pitched voice in my office . . . “Gigi put me in my seat!” . . . the best!

Mars Bar asking me “What YOU doing?” . . . what a personality he has already.

Watching Reese’s BF squeeze past people on our pew at church on his way to sit by her on Sunday morning. . . memorable.

Skittles coming in at 1:30 am and hugging me before he goes to bed. . . makes waiting up worth it.

Sooner than I want they will all be past this time . . . they will be starting their own lives and families and all these little things will evaporate like morning fog in the afternoon. . . . just a faded memory.

These are the ordinary things I don’t want to fade from my memory. These little things I hold in my heart and I thank God for them everyday.
 
This is my ordinary life that I offer, and I am forever changed . . . just in case I forget.

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3 comments:

  1. So beautifully written. Absolutely lovely!

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  2. Beautiful post... brought tears to my eyes. I am right there with you, making memories!

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  3. Such a timely reminder to cherish the precious moments and make the most of each day! Thank you :D

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