The Moment by Lysa Terkeurst

Lysa sometimes writes a devotional that gets emailed to me.  This was on her blog.  For some reason, it just really hit home.  Maybe because the summer months when kids are home all the time, its easy to focus so much on them.  I love summer.  I love having my kids home.  Now, don't get me wrong.  It is oftentimes hard and exhausting--both physically and emotionally.  Zeb and I try to make an effort to focus on us.  We wish that we were able to go out on dates more--it's been over 6 weeks! ha! However, with 3 little ones, including a little boy who just wants his parents, that doesn't seem possible right now.  We do sit down many nights and just visit.  It's fun and I enjoy those evenings.  I think this may be our moment--when we slow down and really focus on what is going on with the other person.  This quote from the article below is my favorite:

I stop because great love isn’t two people finding the perfect match in one another.

Great love is two people making the choice to be a match.

A decision.

Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.  What's your moment?  I'm going to slow down over the next few days and see if we have more of these moments!

The Moment by Lysa Terkeurst

So familiar can some of our relationships be, we forget.  We rush.  We assume.  We feel like we have forever.

And feeling like we have forever cheapens the right now feelings.

Each morning I have a routine with my man.  It’s simple.  Nothing profound.  Nothing for which we’d ever stop and snap a picture.

It’s just a moment.

He asks me to help him pick a tie.  He then goes away to fuss with this fixture of his professional job.  Soon, he returns with a flipped up collar and a pressed down, knotted tie.  He needs gentle hands to fold the collar over.  No, he doesn’t need.  He wants gentle hands to fold the collar over.

And I do.

It’s just a moment.

But it’s something I would miss with the deepest ache imaginable if today was the last of the moments.

If today.

Tears slip as I think about this.  Dear God, help me think about this.  Let me snap a hundred of these moments with the lens of my heart to be stored and appreciated and thought of as the great treasure they are.

Let my mind park there.

Let my heart relish there.

Let my mouth dare to whisper what a joy this is.  “I love you.  I love us.  I love this moment each day.”

No, our relationship isn’t perfect.  No relationship is.  We’re two very strong willed people with vastly different approaches to life.  And oh how easy it would be to list out all the differences. He likes the towel hanging in the same spot.  I am more creative. But I stop the list here.

I stop because great love isn’t two people finding the perfect match in one another.

Great love is two people making the choice to be a match.

A decision.

To fold his collar and snap the heart lens and find myself grateful to the point of tears.

Tears of relishing today are so much better than tears of what was missed.

It’s just a moment.

Or is it?

Lysa