Gentle Reader,
Do you like tuna casserole?
I know. Stupid question. Who doesn’t like tuna casserole? It’s made of love and sunshine.
My husband absolutely hates it because he has no taste. So when I found out that my mom was making it for dinner last night…and Chris is in Alaska visiting his brothers…of course the dogs and I were there. It was scrumptious.
Kate says: moment.
Go.
Banana bread bakes in the oven, filling the air with its enticing scent. The house is completely still. Chores all done, ferocious beasts napping. Outside my front window, bold red leaves reach for the gray sky above, as if challenging the heavens to put on a more beautiful display, confident that such a thing is not possible.
The fragrance and the quiet of this October afternoon, a balm to my tightly-wound soul.
Moments such as these are treasures we often overlook. Our culture teaches us to look for the next thing and long for the more. The simple pleasures of warm socks, an empty laundry basket and a tidy kitchen are lost on us. Are these daily things really blessings? Is it possible to be content, even joyful, in the mundane?
Pause. Take a look around. Ask God to give you eyes to see the gifts that He has given you, no matter how small or insignificant others might find them. Is it the blanket draped across the back of the couch? The text from a friend? A good article you read?
Life is overflowing with good things – even while it is extremely hard. There is always, always, something for which to be thankful.
Enjoy the moment.
Stop.
