Five Minute Friday: Moment

Moment

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.

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24 thoughts on “Five Minute Friday: Moment

  1. Tuna casserole? Um…Marie…my Five Food Groups are beer ,pizza, beer, pizza, beer.

    And it’s interesting that ‘moment’ is this week’s prompt, because I have a Moment coming up.

    With a ailing body, and with hope that is about a mile buried by hopeless, it’s this:

    The next tryouts for the Albuquerque Aardvarks professional rugby team.

    Doesn’t matter if I make it. But it DOES matter that I’m there.

    Just one more time, God. Give me one more hour on that field of blood and dreams.

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    1. My top food group is also pizza, so I feel you. 🙂

      I had no idea that you are into rugby, but it makes sense. I can’t make sense of the rules. Hope and pray that you are able to be there and enjoy yourself, whatever that looks like.

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  2. Visiting as your FMF neighbor — but a regular follower. 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 … and the next … and the next.

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  3. No to tuna casserole for me! I’m going to try and eat a tuna sandwich one of these days if I ever get past the memory of tuna when I was a single parent way back when!

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  4. “Life is overflowing with good things – even while it is extremely hard. There is always, always, something for which to be thankful.” Beautiful reminder, Marie. Thank you. Loved the images painted by your words.

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  5. Amen. There are are many things we can be thankful for. I love “ask God to give you eyes to see the gifts He has given you, no matter how small or insignificant others might find them.” Thank you for sharing.

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  6. Yes to tuna casserole. Always. Do you put peas in yours? YUM. However, my husband is with yours. He’s a big no on both fish and peas. Boo.
    What a beautiful reminder to relish the little blessings scattered across our days like Easter eggs. We just need the eyes to see them.
    Visiting you from FMF #65 this week!
    miccah

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    1. Oh, dude, peas in tuna casserole would be delicious! I think our husbands are related; mine hates peas, too.

      Love your use of the phrase “Easter eggs.” That makes so much sense to me, a woman who loves to watch trailer breakdowns for upcoming Marvel movies. 🙂

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